I scale the walls
With pestering resolve
Enclosed
In ravenous
Delight

As the beehive drones
In mind
Fully shroud
By a heedless
Fog of rapture

The savagery
The primal
We stave each day
Burrows forceful and pure
Marrow deep

Runaway composure
Jets far
From this ruin

From this spoiled wreck
Engulfed
By infernal flesh