Summer Litany
The blazing sun shines roughly sharp,
and the ifrit is in wrathful decision.
My sucked body feels rotten like a ghoul,
as my soul wanders over the hells maw.

Reversing the haze would be a lame idea,
as I take the pavement that cracks open,
the hungry devil devours my sanity,
as I even try too but couldn't still.

The decaying ray of fire, engulfs the world,
with so much anger that can accumulate hex.
With that so much power I cannot deliberate,
my soul out of the womb of rejection.