Hung, Drawn and Quartered

Cries of laughter beneath me

As I hang by my neck

Choking on a rope

Till I'm near death

Suffocating rapidly

It's my last breath

Cut to the ground

And stabbed in the chest

Hung, Drawn and Quartered

Bloods then drained out

In a gory way

Spilling out memories

The soil turns red

Sucked through my torso

And ripped apart

Severed into quarters

Rigor-mortis sets in