Born کے بول

The scent of burning flesh Of human origin I breathe of life still Suffering, burning alive Eyes singed by smoke Inflicted blind Gaze into devastation Picture of mass cremation I breathe of life still Skin charred black Raped by a furious flame Smoke induced suffocation Tightens the reign Like a rope around my throat She tugs at it endlessly The flame, she knows me The bite of her majesty scorned Struggle, a waste of expression A melting of dermis reversal of life, I am Born Drowning in the black Confusion presses the extreme Skin stripping from the bone Until none is left to peel Begin a human form Complete a melting bile