Penguin's Bloody Vomit

As my eyes turn down
Again the puke is coming
I hope not to repeat it
But eating fish is my apocalypse

The stream of my stomach
From down the bottomless pit
My intestine are burning
And my blood spilling over
The dead camel corpse

It's not the end
Nor the beginning
It's a vicious and lame
Circle of infamic spasms
Organic bloodshed, forever

Rolling on the day
Of perpetual offering
My vital fluids coming out
I cannot substain this loss
It's over my penguin's body

Bloody mouth, scared thoughts
Missing tongue, horrific pain
My penguin's bloody vomit
Coming again, with my rage
In the face of the CAMEL