| Beams of fire sweep through my head |
| Thrusts of pain increasingly engaged |
| Sensory receptors succumb |
| I am no one now -- agony |
| My crimson liquid so frantically spilled |
| — the ruby fluid of life unleashed |
| Ripples ascend to the surface of my eyes |
| Their red pens drawing at random, at will |
| A myriad pains begotten in their wake |
| — the bastard spawn of a mutinous self |
| The regurgitation of my micro nemesis |
| — salivating red at the prospect of my ruin, my doom |
| Malfunction the means for its ascent |
| Bloodletting the stringent voice to beckon my soul |
| So futile any resisting tension |
| As death-induced mechanics propel its growth |
| The implement, the device of my extinction |
| — the terminating clockwork of my gleeful bane |
| The definitive scourge of its mockery |
| — the end-art instruments lethality attained |
| Heed — it commands, heed my will |
| Bleed — it says, bleed you will |
| Falling into the clarity of undoing |
| Scornful gods haggle for my soul |
| Minds eye flickers and vellicates as I let go |
| Taunting whispers accompany my deletion |
| A sneering grin, the voice of my reaper |
| — chanting sofly the song of depletion |