Deep in the heart of hell,
the river bleeds hate,
there in the nests of perdition,
a jungle unforgiving,
he contemplates the maddness,
which has infected him
A world devoid of light, morality lost,
life nothing but a bad joke,
death well worth the price of admission
to give it is mercy to the pitful animals,
Freedom, the maddness of choice,
left alone to do as "thou will",
to kill in boredom, solitary dementia,
forgetting the horrors out there,
a broken mirror, a shattered image,
leaving the pieces scattered, the scars
are necessary to the becoming,
To be released from the cell,
that has perpetuated the cancer,
to be killed and sink forever,