Ripped apart

Limb from limb

Flesh falls to the ground

Blood spreads within

Eyeballs pop out

Soaked in blood

Guts tumble forth

Caked in mud

Head sliced

Fingers and toes

Your blood is the colour

Of a fresh red rose

Nails teared off

Bones splintering

Tendons and muscles snap

Burns blistering

Frostbite ice

Fire of doom

Blustering winds

It’s your turn soon.