A fractured skull reveals the contents therein
As cerebrospinal fluid drips
Grey matter covers the VIN
Torsion leaves vertebrae ripped
The column impales the chest
Pleura is torn into bits
Organs are crushed and compressed
Last breaths gasp in bloody fits
Head to the scene
Grim and obscene
Blood and chrome gleam
Wrecks to transport
Deaths to report
Corpses to sort
The doomed assume a languid pallor
Blood pools in scraps of steel
Veins eject vital ichor as gas and claret congeal
The body has been threshed
Hematomas swell
A mass of charred flesh
Tangled mess of metal
Another violent death on the highway
Another life snatched by carelessness
Another bloody number in the toll
Another look upon the face of death
Signal thirty
The code that has a morbid meaning
Signal thirty
The code that comes after the screaming
Death plays an overture of torture
As the moans of the maimed are heard
Cries of pain and fear accompany
The catastrophe unfurled
The nauseating task of removing a life
That has passed before fruition
Telling the tragedy
A task that grows no less sad with repetition
Organs ablated in collision
Prolapsing onto the seat
Abdominal excision trickles onto the street
Extremities crushed and bound
Pinned within the crash
The humours come unwound from every weeping gash
Another violent death on the highway
Another life snatched by carelessness
Another bloody number in the toll
Another look upon the face of death
Signal thirty
The code that has a morbid meaning
Signal thirty
The code that comes after the screaming