How they tore through you
Nothing left to do
Crawling on damned ground
Gasping, wretched sounds
Sinking
Coughing
Broken down
Screaming
Bleeding
Dying ground
Empty as the rain
Shaking deep with pain
Lungs are filled with filth
The failure of the will
Bitter as the sand
On this dying land
Coughing blood and flesh
On this day of death