In the darkness where 
true terror burns
Remain indiscernible bits
Being eaten by worms

Apart from their bodies
Thrive souls found detached
What's left of their corpses
Food for beings unhatched.

Night after night
 they search through the thick air
Looking on a dark sky
Soaked with the stench of despair, 

They stare up at
Vengeance soaked stars
Constantly reminded of
 an ended life's scars

These Cursed souls
 long for an unobtainable peace
Taunted by an unhappy heart
 never knowing release

Too driven in life with
 cruelty, selfishness, and hate
A Purity-earned rest haunts
 their ever-waking state 

With each passing year 
 While their shells  decay and rot 
 They search for still beating hearts 
to someday add to their lot

All that remains is
the insatiable desire to hurt
All the rimnants of humanity
 have crumbled to dirt