Deafening Wailing of the Desperate Ones

There is no way to choose
When destination's traced
And souls are burnt...
Fear is now an
Everything-moving machine
Gobbling each other
Like beasts
Tears are blended with blood
Now there are inert remains
Where fluids sprout
Where blood spills irrevocably
The deafening wailing of the desperate Ones
Becomes a thunderous cry
Like a berserk sob
Into the the center of a massive
Violation of the minds
And suicides of all
Souls and bodies
Painting indivisible silhouettes
On the ground
Where all hope is buried
There is no transmutation