A blood-red line
Breaks through the dusty blanket
Spreading amidst the astonished ma**es
Its schizoid rush knows no impediments
Piercing the heart
Infecting the most hidden recesses
Inhuman, it accepts no rules
A tyrant sleep wearing down
Light swallowed
Hate a**imilated
Reason rejected
Through these biting roads
Sowed with hooks
Another disciple bleeds
Its flesh hideously torn
But the line keeps moving forward
In its whirling twitch
A main road has been found
Chiseled in the flesh, unidirectional
Destination unknown
Its reaching will demand victims