Defiled Gestation

Greed breeds defilement

Days laid to waste

Feast upon your vile creation

A never-ending satiation

Chopped in the skull

Time runs slow

Can't you see

What you've done to me?

Bled, tired, scared

With your cold stare

Eyes drained of life

And none cry

Last you see

Is me

Then you die

No remorse

For your rotting corpse

Drain my life

For your prize

In the depths, my helpless cries