It seeks to be released
The fragments of a once brightened disposition are blackened in misanthropic disgust of all that has unsettled from within
In mere repulsion, so ravenous the innermost
My form contorts in disbelief; my patience attenuated
In the arousal of so foul a stench, my very structure distorts
From beneath ever grinning lips doth vile corruption run
As black as the midnight air does it pour from my mouth, now agape
In the amorous arms of iniquity held is my porcelain form of frailty debased
Defiling, the ground beneath me now corrodes
A force unto this earth bestowed, seething in noxious lament
Pooling from my very base does this eclipsing tide seek only to envelope
This loathsome liquid of origins unknown from wounds exposed has run from this, my temple, now unto the ground
From within the purview of this darkest deception does this, oh verminous salvation, befoul the world beneath
My arms now opened in cruel depiction of Christ, I watch in horror as the world diminishes