As the pain trickles down the drain,
Lying, looking slain, open exposed veins,
Wet, sloppy mane, neck, kinda craned,
Limp and lame, body, but where's the brain,
The whole room sits ashamed,
Looking upon the thing,
Who's got hope to bring,
To which,
This one obviously couldn't cling

In the still, stale air, death is lurking everywhere,
In the vibrant, electric life, be careful, it's still there


Open your eyes my friends...Be vigilant...the enemy is like a roaring lion, seeking to devour you.