Friday, February 4, 2011

Across the Mud

  Read into this what you will.  It doesn't even sound complete to me.  There's no conclusion or story that it's telling.  It does paint one hell of a dreary picture, though.  I don't know, maybe that was my whole point I wanted to get across at the time.

Across the Mud

The iron maiden
turns into the iron slut
as the torture chamber
den of hate
is filled with guts
You've got a
masterpiece of massacre
amassed with blood
As the screams of pain
are echoing
across the mud

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