Why me lord; strangled with a cord,
Why do I cry; bleed while I lie...

Piled covers; porched outside are the evils.
Awaiting, harassing is the reason of death...

Tattered and torn is the reason of all hope,
The lives of young ones die and cannot cope...

The deadened rose amongst thorns, crumbles and...
Cords strangling youth, droplets of sorrow fall...

TUMID FALSITY (CHAPTER ONE)
A bribery of treason containing ripened scars...

Smother your corpse beneath the blood lined...
Because a compelling crepuscule is impending the...

Risen from the deep; within lays barbed deceit...
Slashed and tattered are pleadings of guilt with...

Roped and hung from scorn,
Fluttered, raped and torn...