Full of hate,
You slither into denial.
The poison's getting worse,
But you just soak it in
With open arms.
With an Eagle's eye,
You can see the decay,
And you can't seem
To get enough of it.
Feed off of people's
Fear and worry.
Love the agony you've created.
Tear down the monolith
And replace it with a marble slate;
A headstone
For your hopes and dreams.
No one loves you now.
Ask your god for forgiveness.
On your knees!
Sink into the mud
And drown yourself with tar.
You're crying.
Tears made of sin
Mix with the dirt in your eyes.
You groan in pleasure
As the skin and flesh
Are torn from your face.
Blood pools into
Your already moist lap
As you see her in front of you.
She doesn't love you.
She is just a concubine;
A prostitute of many kinds.
She impales your eyes
With her bony fingers
And yanks them out.
You reach up to feel the blood
Pouring from your gaping sockets
And you moan.
You let out a shuddered gasp
As she bites into your ear
And draws blood,
Whispering, "beautiful monstrosity."
