Rust & Restitution

Fire walks through bewildered woods
Rest alone have no home
The slave saves no face
Dwelling in disgrace;
Outnumbered yet the many
No voice, no vengeance in mind
Prostitution, murder, death beyond one's perimeter
You lose
A search endless, void, null
Harvest the crop, tainted with disease
Again holding viral substance;
Inner hatred towards all; the waste, filth
One's end to nothing: sex, gratification, overkill
Daily violence, hurt, unresolved issues, domestic dispute, you're wrong, I'm wrong, world escapades, Minority escapes
It's your mind, it's your hell
Nature uncovers
The mind sinks, dwells, beneath, ever rotting, the abscess, the cancer, the mighty tumor
Human race dissolves
Life undeveloping, resistance, existence... futile
Holding breath, holding barren rotten skulls in the putrid sickness of a bile infested environment
Waking up, distraught, skull is cold
The vermin rise once again
Fullfil, embodie, absolve
Layers digress, words mummify
The last has spoken, yet continues to form nouns
And loss has gained itself a new throne
Tranquility is a bastard child, not yet born...

Written 14-05-2012