Pouring bile Till black basin filled The breach: Styx Despondent, Wrathful To brackish filth Malefic lives Damned to Malefic depths Bodies curled Under Miasmal veil Thrashing Defiant Open mouths Would crack rocks of hell In battle cry In endless war In torrent of Fang and claw Sinking bone Sunken stone [impotent] [unfulfilled] Gagged by a swollen tongue Their Hot blood rushing Drives aimless hate Limbs lashed to Tendril Coil blackened mire Ensnared in a Fouled Black Churn Flesh tears at itself As a dog Gnawing its wounds - Neither the heat of anger to warm you Nor sickening joy of shattered carpal bone No light to emblaze the sterile vanity - A coin in the mouth Son of Ares A coin in the mouth My toll paid A coin in the mouth Debt remains Bring me from the shore Son of ares A coin in the mouth My toll paid A coin in the mouth Fingers Wrapped to fists Sadist folds Masochist blooms Muscle Tendon Their own chain Fist engulfed Crawling mire The endless return of rage’s Venom burn