This morbid propensity to witness calamity
Began when one day I did see
A car strike a tree, oh so violently
How the occupants did scream and pray
Glass shards puncture tender flesh
Bone fragments exposed from the wound
As flames engulfed their unconscious forms
I was enraptured
This is lifes greatest pleasure
The spoils of disaster
In lieu of horror I feel only glee
A place on earth carved solely for me
The shrieks of agony
A symphony composed of the obscene
Spontaneous occurrences of violence
Are my pornography
Witnessing in fire the ending of life
The crowning moment
I watch the railcars
Spectrally begging derailment
Orgasmic is the thought
My symphoric fantasy
This is lifes greatest pleasure
The spoils of disaster
In lieu of horror I feel only glee
A place on earth carved solely for
This is lifes greatest pleasure
The spoils of disaster
In lieu of horror I feel only glee
A place on earth carved solely for me
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