This time they come in a threesome into my ensanguined cell
Six eyes twinkle hatefully
Through the obscure mist
Joyous? Expectant? Edacious?
Six feet come towards my slowly
Sinister echoes, like insect patter
But are they human?
Cold, in search for pain
Pain which they won't undergo
Half blind, a nightmare with sharp dentition
The brute is hungry for my flesh
Clicking, clanging, starring at me
Slowly it approaches:
Two knifes, two sickles, two hammers
It scents the last blood in my veins
Joyous! Expectant! Edacious!
Clicking, clanging with stinky breath
A sudden movement towards me
Thrusting me onto the wall
A blunt blow and a blunt pain
My beloved fingers, weapons, one by one
Only the indexes are left unscythed
One after another
Blurred I receive
They abduct them from the others
Something fine arranges just before the wrists
And carves a bloody circle
With the bone as centre
Jerky amputation of the fleshy mantle
Pain?
They don't know pain!
But not in this vain I do
I'll give a shit about a little more
Only the mist of agony condenses more and more
Am I supposed to watch infinity keep up this life in abnormality?
Exert of loathe in relief or receive
Should fight it all off fuming free
Cause I'll give a shit about a little more
Only the mist of agony condenses more and more
The last two blades do the rest
A little half-hearted they give my face three red lines
I nearly don't recognize, too tired
This time they let me conscious to suffer fate
No steel blow anesthesia to obnubilate
I see them go, the insect patter leaves me
Just echoes through the fucking mist
I glimpse they forgot it to do, tie me
Sudden splinter - to avail - into the system
A nuance of light enlightens the room
I, to creep through the slightly open door
Their doom!
