Acrid chorus singes skin with putrid breath
Renewed as the color of gristle, wretched raw
Parasitic, conjured by the weakest men alive
And it comes in waves, transfixing
Relentless, corrosive like acid tides
Split earth, beneath the weight of the misery
Endless joy seeping from those dead inside
Hail the ark dweller and insipid flock
Feast and famine forced down cultless throat
Bloodied feathers under boot of drowners and madmen alike
The final failure breathes its last, as do we
Hog tied and helpless, worthlessly we writhe
Limp spirits to gutters, where we all belong