Peel back the layers of the epidermis

Find pain that rots down beneath

Decomposing

Hums of toxic air eager to snuff

The murder vomits out

Relentlessly the blood spills out

This beast always present

And usually presented with smiles

The hunger is primal

Flourishing in a cesspool of its self-made filth

The excrement overflows

With each new soul

The ego of man is his own down fall

I can’t stress enough

This world’s lacking love

In life all this pain

It’s all the same

We fall the same

I can’t stress enough

This world’s lacking love

When saints fall

Angels fall

They all fall to me

Flourishing in a cesspool of its self-made filth

The excrement overflows

With each new soul

The ego of man is his own down fall