LET PLAY THAT ROTTEN SONG

Let play that rotten song,
A humming madness,
No matter how wrong,
Give into the sadness

Drink deep from the sour core,
Stabbing the words in your skin,
Pain swelling and burning from the sore,
Agony lurking within

Wail in sorrow,
Collapsing to the ground,
Beckon tomorrow,
Thrashing not to be drowned

In every waking moment,
It follows, it creeps,
Caught by the current,
It hollows, it seeps

The demons whisper your name,
Elated by your sin,
The angels wipe away your fame,
Watching as you give in

Dancing and tearing,
Malevolence takes hold,
Splashing and drinking,
From the dark waters of old

Cherubs weep a bitter tune,
Heaven quaking with fear,
Laughter echoes from the boon,
Chaos lumbering into the clear

Horrid,
It crawls with slobbering sickness,
Putrid,
They turned you mad and ravenous

Your breath corrodes the air,
Plaguing the lands,
Your body a sight most unfair,
Eyes gouged by hands

Screaming and choking,
Swallowed by the sick,
Cackling and bloating,
Bodies swollen and thick

Horror upon horror,
Undoing the peace,
Fewer and fewer,
Breathes you release

Let play that rotten song,
A final breath,
No matter how wrong,
Succumb to death