The city stank of death and utter desolation. Many dirty gutters were scattered all over the city showering their many unwanted blessings to those who dared to breathe.
The city was abundantly filled with platinum lies;
โRecords of misdirected words
Mixed with a rejuvenated beast
Marked with a line of ill
Too ill to spill puke
Too insane to sniff coke
How far, too long
Till she shakes off her pride
And then all that was wrong spins around
Back along that same place
Where honey tasted better than sex
There she lay, the Queen of the night, deep inside the city of crocodiles.โ