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