Chaotic Neutral

Writhing sores, forever entombed as defect Impure realm, flushed with puss Walls of filth weeping with regret The taste of sickness infects the tongue Contagion, virus of defilement Into the slums of pleasure Ignorant search for climax Aberration unleashed Consuming the slime of dead flesh Secrets locked within, a cancer outside Breathing, rotting pungent meat Living defect Dim and disillusioned by life Hedonistic pleasure feels so dull Fatigued and jaded, reset the flesh Idle and eroding Brittle bone collapsing beneath