As the bowels are gutted

The blood will still gush

From the mouth of the fathers

This vessel, corrupt

No matter which artery

Is severed or cut

We'll still bleed out violently

As the stitches erupt

It's only inevitable

The cessation of our species

Beyond human will

The collapse of society

All the lies, constantly vomited

From the heights of all the nominates

As they guide a civilization

Through decline, and into the darkness

With no will to confess

The absence of hope in our prospects

The false sense that we need

The delirium of mortality

As the cancers begin

Rotting the system

The body will perish

As will all within

The breaking down of flesh

Its sole outer protection

As the stitches rupture

With one final breath

Only after, when there's nothing left

To hold us together

But the remnants of death

Will you regret