With eyes glazed in dull brilliance,
Clouded with absence of thought
We trampled reason,
Steadily marching onward;
Onward, always onward
Towards the jaws of death
and the gates of infernality
where we could circle
in an eternal debauched reverie.

Free from morality
And the constraints of the judicious flesh
We cast our humanity
Into the jaws of the wolf,
the rotting carcasses
feeding the ferocious bloodlust
which could no longer be ignored.

Raging against his fetters,
He lets loose his howl
And we smile
Because we know no better.