Babies in shallow graves
Maggots crawling out of their eye sockets
Screams of terror at a mass execution
These are some of my favourite things
Bodies torn by falling on jagged rocks
The smell of brine mixed with freshly spilled blood
Black sharks swimming through sunless red foam
These are some of my favourite things
Ragged viscera washing up on the shore
Eyes that will never see again looking up at a cloudy sky
Blood pooling on the surface like a sheet of red satin
These are some of my favourite things
