Gouge my eyes
And cut my tongue
With all this nonsense I am done.
From fear and shame
I shall not hide
By deathly laws I shan't abide.

Rip off this skin
And break this mask
I cannot adhere this linguistic task.
Before I die
I'll save my soul
And pay the Reaper his due toll.

I finally displace my arms
My hands and feet
So the lights in my heart can finally meet.
A body no more
My mind made new
The limitations I've now set are few.

Benevolence is bliss
Basking in its glow
Allows love to spark and grow.
Away from tawdriness
I'm now clean-cut
No longer a prisoner of such vile rut.