Hook, Filth, Sinking- by: unknown forgotten

Hooks in my skin pull me down
The lines lead to tiny holes in the ground

Everyday they put a new one in
Who are they? Everyone, me, my friends, enemies, you

Streets of rubble haunt my past
Chiming bells for the sake of the noise

This is where he did them all in
The spot where we are was one

In physical or psychological it matters not
Because either way it will never stop

Each one fallen like me, like you
Hats off to those who don't shudder

Luck be with those that escaped
For in the end they will bear the reap

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Recalcitrant bearers and rebellious reapers
------(Two of the same kind)------
Your Grim 'brother' will set you straight

For you were not there when work was needed
And have forget what crop was originally seeded

Thus his scythe will never miss
As he cuts down the harvest he came to collect