Wretched appeared the colourless walls; devoid of life's stain, Darkness etched onto the glass; story of every window pane.
Stood the house alone; bore no family to call it home, Voices had disappeared along footprints that loved to roam.
Emptiness overcame the vicinity; not a single bird in sight, Days had taken on rent, unmitigated tranquillity of the night.
The ground had unwillingly swallowed; countless drops of impeccable blood, Misery then, happily arrived; drowning everything in obliteration's flood.
The malicious desire for money and power; trapped individuals in its delusion, Reality soon lay forgotten; the world's pleasures were a mere illusion.
Tied around brutality's necks; invisible ropes of sins so grave, With ceasing breath, still; continues devastation's immoral crave.