1. TWISTED INTO FRAGMENTS

Beams of light pierce your eyes,
The dark holes that remain, covered with maggots and flies
Here you will rot, no remorse or burial.
No prayer for you, the only way to do this is improperly.
Because you must decompose, internally.
Sifting through skulls, the time you waste is so very dear.
Your death is within- steps behind you,
It is pouncing ever so near.

The cracks of day so far away
Darkness encloses your thoughts and you pray. (pray, pray!!)
For your sins, you, will, pay.
For your sins you will pay.
Reflective afterlife whisks you away.
Your soul screams as they take you to the void.
The void of endless horror, and filth