Incision (Aka Funeral March)

How can you understand the consequences of your actions, do
 you understand what you've undone? Do you understand the 
force your gravity sustains [crippled, battred broken and I
 bleed]?
Do you understand what you've undone? Impact, of skull on 
pavement. Flames lick my wounds. Chilled fingers wrap 
around these still beating hearts. On the wings of angels, 
bring no mercy. The sirens calling, screams calling. And 
calling and the sirens are screaming. Do you hear them 
calling?
The sirens...Fields seperate reality from gravity. The 
wings of angels brought no mercy to me. Blood boils in 
veins, the crackling of burnt skin. Charred remains of what
 was once a family.