quandary of broken shadows 
Play out upon the face of our dismay 
The halters fastened tight 
Chomping at the bit that chokes 

Steeds hammer their furore! 
Frantic pandemonium 
thousand hooves to pummel 
Out the tempo of our gall 

Every [bad word] redundant 
Smashed to smithereens 
The vehicles of our vehemence 
Fuelled with wanton exasperation! 

Spittle blinding sight 
The waves of exhaustion 
Only abated by the wrenching 
Of this unceasing plight 

What have we earned? 
Nothing good came from arrogance 
Trodden our restraint 
Into the sodden ground 

We've drawn out all the blood 
Our wounds house broken catheters 
The septic lesions spew 

With beleaguered hindsight 
We turn our heads around 
Drink in the wretched 
Sights so staggering 

The wastes our presence brings 
Antagonist of everything 
Regard is obsolete 
As we swarm bacterial 

We grasp with feeble hands 
At reins that lash and scourge 
We've [bad word] lost all sense 
All attachment to the earth 

We've drawn out all the blood 
Our wounds house broken catheters 
The septic lesions spew 
Our torrential gore