as the crimson sun began to set , morpheus rex dragged himself back to phantasmagorika , burnt beyond recognition , raw red wounds dripping hot pus , pieces of his flesh dripping off and left sizzling and smoldering upon the ground in his charry wake , coughing ashes from his blackened lungs , his eyelids , nostrils , earslits , and twin penises cauterized shut , and smoke rising from every single inch of his scorched body into the twilit , crimson skies .