Drifting Further - Defeated Sanity

Marching on the land of the enemy

Extents paved with corpses

Mirrors of their own fate

Atmosphere of cadaverous smell

Stench of rotten flesh

Sounds of the menacing abyss

Scenery of scathing brutality

Nothing left than the

Souls of the damned

I found myself

In this morgue of war

Hidden in the ruins of

Generations' passion

To be witness

Of the senseless butchery

Dead soul staring

Through the eyes of the dulled

Scarred brains getting numb

Controlled by inferior circumstances

Remnants of cruelty

Enchroaching on the executioner

Not of their own will

Not from inside

Lacking in ideas

Lapsed in outer reality

Brutish deeds of satisfaction

Widow’s juice before her

Children’s Eyes

Woeful cries not to be heard

To be lost in the everlasting wailing

Cold perspiration covering my skin

I catch myself drifting further

Thoughts of perversity capture me

Spineless victim

Puppet without threads

Necrophiliac desires

Primitive Human cravings

Innmost nature of my race

Drifting further towards

Demonic possession

Flight from my mind

Mutated reasons of

A once healthy system

Defenceless

Shattered from inside