Braying hyenas
With sardonic grins
Devouring bewildered youth
Fattened with endless greed
Our souls in decay
Our ego
It grows so
Petulant apes
Drown in
Wells of vanity
Burning the fields
To devour the ashes
The billowing wings
Of the angel of Death
The apex reached
Our Mea Culpa
The beat of dying heart
Is the sound of music
To the ears of the leviathan