Frenzied snarls, broken stained teeth bared and slimy spittle ****
The psychos are raging as legend crawls under their leperos skins
parchment bleached to hold gaits ungainly and minds stunted
by hollowing superficialities and entitlements usurped
Pretending  vapid ghosts playing at human beings
cheating insidious hedonists famed cancerous hosts

They are angry and hungry and blood in short supply for wretches
Life force fading as they live on miseries and doom to oxygenate
Hate to consume and hear Babylonians crying for precious elixir
They want burnt and roasted Oxen or they wither and die
Bitter anger for  the snares are empty no prey to devour
News abound that innocents souls exalted and shines

Life suckers left to **** only diseased juices from flattened *****
Rampant crazies left to dilly with flaccid lumps and low throes
Upsurge and octane only visits in kills and deaths imagines
Forms made for darkness hungers to infest **** on real  fruits
Desperation brings the pained howls and anguished wails
Death carnivores incensed at the happy meal on display

They are restless and pacing and growling full of spite and bile
miseries departing brings nothing but emptiness and heartbreak
They need a fix for without self hate and doubts visits in force
What's worse than maroons tide ebbing exposing white bones
Now tormenting secrets of selves returns cravens to roost
And in strangled acidic fervour confronts saying I am you
I have got your world of inner weeping sores and miseries for you