Lick the salt,
Tell me what you sense,
The skin of your sin-
Burning brightly red,
The pen of a poet,
Leaking souls forever,
The ink never runs out-
Devil, the supplier,
Scrap your nails-
For the maggots breed,
What once a child,
Infection leads,
The night of tomorrow,
Forever there,
For today you have seized,
Your timely prayer.
