Natures Wrath by Vlyublen Valence

Splish, splash, splish, splash,
Your blood slows, as you bleed your last
Splish, splash, splish, splash,
Your mind slows, as you fade into the past
Drip, drip, drop, drop,
Your body decays, it doesnt stop
Drip, drip, drop, drop,
You feed the worms below, and the flowers on top,
Be happy that your life was torn,
Because from nature you were born,
You were punished because of what you burned,
So to nature you have been returned.


Penned by my hand on the 5th of Scarlatan, in the year 710 AF.