Running and screaming Aspiring to find the water that’ll cleanse you The comforting tide The body’s dirty and bleeding And time’s too tired Of you Tonight. Desolation makes every whisper sound so loud In this void where all are beheaded and lying on the ground. At a certain point no change can be made nor found. Once you’re here you won’t ever get out. The damnations you spat out didn’t save you. The damnations you spat out didn’t hurt anyone but you. They didn’t hurt anyone ‘cos no one accepted your f**ing insults. They are for you. You are purulent from the inside. For you. And you’ll rot away. Farewell. Goodbye.