The Hateful Flame Invisible

The paint peels from these sweating walls

Dark clouds, through broken glass, wait

An angry sun, hidden, beyond a rain-filled gate

Cracked tiles, with blood, stained

Pain, electrified gray, soothing us insane

The darkness approaching , wild eyes strain

There, the hateful flame invisible, it's burning us again

Suffocating, in the still darkness behold

A lifetime of loathing, in this ocean so cold

Their pleasure, their love, leaves only a sickening stain

A decaying miracle, in this god forsaken rain

We laugh with sorrow, eternally, these last desperate days

We smile in discontent, as the weeds flourish above our graves