Everyone is up to their knees in **** talk, They all word ***** in mass. So I sit back and I watch them eat each other, whilst falling over themselves. It's something akin to the end of days. Revelations revealed in all it's gory details. I'm just waiting for the ravens to pluck out their eyes. It's ravenous and disgusting the way they drool at the scent of blood. It sickens me the way they tear at their own flesh. They're so consumed with blood-lust and so attached to their own need to feed that they lost track of where their skin ends and their prey's begins.