The giant excrement accumulation still awaits mine<br />
My fetid, pestilent, venomous faces<br />
Prepared to devour all, but not yet willing<br />
Not sufficiently mortal<br />
I should rapidly unmask what breeds this gleam within me<br />
A lure for the beast<br />
... to creep ahead<br />
... to bleed, to howl<br />
... to exult<br />
... to mutilate the mind<br />
This is a futile, miniature moment... again<br />
And an atrocious castigation that befalls me<br />
For a peek out of the crypt<br />
I decipt the realm as kingless<br />
Where all semen is foul, omnivorous, suicidal<br />
I demand a Messiah! <br />
Pathetically faint burns this flame of awareness<br />
When the grand, imminent bereavement<br />
Leaves me suddenly bereft<br />
... bereft of a dominion<br />
... bereft of air and voice<br />
... bereft of my piss<br />
... bereft.