I lay in the blood of millions,

crawling slowly for an escape from my own twisted soul ,which grasps my throat and strangles me with dark desires.

shriveling into embryonic state, screaming in agony, while my mind melts, drenched in saliva of the beast.

gasping one last time as my spirit brakes free of its cage.

The cold stench of death guides me to a new hell.

I fall into shadows, before the throne of Kali Ma, who is my dark mother of murder and death.

pleading for mercy as she grasps me in her claws and throws me into the jaws of her husband Shiva the destroyer.

digested in the bowels of this god of death, I am then expelled into the same pool of thick ancient blood.

Damned to spend my eternity in dark anguish.

Immortal, but alone.