Victor Of Decay Poem by Louemile Rosch Mangulabnan

To drown by the slayer's stench
And mauled by the wrath's teeth
Will you be captivated? Fallen Wench
Or to call the reaper who thirst for meat?

O' heaven's realm upon his hands
Pleasure and pain, body's betrayed by the meadow
With the endless joy of gravel and sand
To unveil her presence from the shadow

Slaughter the remains, Let her death be in vain
Blood lust shall empower his feebleness
His words to take, the origin of her bane
Anguish devoured the unwed's fullness
Death poured down their virtue, Sinful Libido subdued
The beast will take his slumber, Burden of gratitude