Continual Hell

Blood, traded like a product; 

Consistency thicker than aqua; 

Existence to be obstruct;

Diluting in the solvent of hatred across the delta;

Polluting the ocean of life;

Slaughtering the glory of humankind;

Bewitched by bad and left alone to strife; 

All that is left is remorse and the corrupted mind;

It won't stop after the dawn; 

just gets worse in the Dusk;

using the innocent and the good ones like pawn; 

Dining with insipid appetite feeling the Damask;

Humans, known for their pride of being;

Poisoned by the compiled acts of disgrace;

Gradually cutting down the species wing;

Demolishing everything they ever embrace;

Conducting sin to gain Desire;

Then preaching in the Minster cell;

To safeguard themselves from the evil fire;

Thus, bending the reality into a continual hell.