Stringed puppets dancing,   Drawing flies to the stench  Flesh impaled with wires  Sick, amusing, painful play    Imagination, evisceration  A morbid show  With blood on the wall  Hear people’s call  Chant and applaud    Caged in mocked misery  And audience with bleeding taste  Pulling strings, open sores  Come in,  Come in and catch the art    Barbed wire, embracing like fire  Deforming architecture  Endless desires, clawing pyre  Like a living dissection    Closing ecstasy, a fevered burning plague  Temptations lost control,  Rips apart the victims whole  Artistic patterns remain  Like a puzzle in its chaos start  Flesh been ripped apart, satisfying the art