To Hell

A thousand fights
A thousand breaches
I can't keep myself at bay
A thousand bites
From a thousand leeches
Won't take the bad blood away

A tiny black drop
For a single small sin
Seems all fairness requests to fulfill
But if I do not stop      
I'll soon find within
I've no red in my blood left to spill

One sweet little lie sung      
A pitiful excuse      
A cancerous poison to hear
I'd sew up my tongue
And stitch up my mouth
If the tales never be brought to ear

One last indulge
One last sweet taste      
Of the fruits of forbidden enjoyment
One last deluge
Of delusional haste
Of virtue's belated employment      

Starving abysmal      
Aching and empty
Clawing it's way to my decadent heart
Hunger for sinful
Finding there plenty
Sated on tearing my body apart      

Gluttonous wanting
Eating my heart out
Never quite happy, always want more
Vainglorious taunting
Hubristically paramount      
I you will cherish, I you'll adore

Envious sickness      
Burns me with longing
All that you have is mine to posess
Hungering wickedness
Unchastely wronging      
Control of your body I'll slyly wrest

Basking in pleasure
Of slovenly laze      
No more than a statue would I wish to be      
The only real measure
Of happiness lays
In the objects I treasure for their bond to me

A wave of amber
Furious fire      
I cannot quell the smouldering hate
I can't remember      
A site so dire
As my own burned, broken fate

Cinders and ashes      
Piteous remains
Only myself, charred, bleeding, long gone
Faint memory flashes
Infintesimal pains      
A life wasted in doing what's wrong.