Rotten stench gangrene

You spread your dank vile poison

Harsh is my great fall

You always shine bright

The sun itself follows you

You left me dark clouds

Basho's razor cut

Through weeping words with silence

Then cut the bullshit

Steel Razors Cut deep

Watch the Stream of Blood pour out

Yet the pain remains

Morning eye flickers

New chorus of feathered song

The week is too long

Mindful of my pain

Tired of the heavy rain

Time to go insane