• Gnawing away, at all your feeling.
    Your selfishness has left your soul dead.
    Now you are the same.
    Feeling nothing but dread.

    You are cast, down to hell.
    The maggots eat away.
    Now you are just bones.
    That is how you'll stay.

    Whittling you down to the core.
    The bones are white and cold
    You can see nothing you're only bones.
    Maybe, you shouldn't have gotten that cold.

    You remember back to what brought you here.
    Then you realize your deepest fear.
    You stepped on people on the corperate ladder.
    All your material possesions no longer matter.

    Do what can you do?
    Sit back, scream, you are just Bones.