fauxcroft

Within the belly of the sordid

Fettered I see how the hoarded,

The young and the innocent

The vulnerable crying victims,

It’s so dark inside of here

Palpable fear is always near,

Chills up and down my spine

It’s getting closer to the time,

When the twisted ones will appear

To abuse and laugh and let,

There’s something perverse in here

And the they suddenly appear,

Men in evening suits of black

Women in evening gowns they’re back,

To inflict more suffering in those

That they hoarded a while ago,

The innocent, crying and vulnerable

It’s so sordid and the fear is palpable,

In this place that is so sordid

I light fires towards it,

Seeking to burn this place down

Destroying the satanic clowns,

Who’ve made this place their own

I want to incinerate them to the bone,

So as set the world free

From these who so predatory,

Consequences they must now pay

For these who seek to prey,

On those who may pass their way

They are humanities decay,

We cannot allow them to get away

It’s time for them suffer the same,

For the crimes that they inflicted

On their victims day after day,

Within this dark and sordid place.