whose child am I?
a wrath unknown
amplified
by bloodred frown
war hyena
charlies tongue
words and carrion
prison and song
sharp be thy blade
pure be thy will
and clenched thy fist
father, anoint me now!
father, they tamed me
prescribed me a heart of gold
in the age of sham
I’m spitting black
blood...
the drums of war
rip the ease apart
like sudden stroke
in the brain of god
and then there’s fire
cauterize
universal pyre
my heart that implies
(mars...war father...I’m a sinking ship...help me)
Father, I soil my boots
now give me my loot and spoils
defile and murder for you
my loot my spoils
in your hands my fate
now give me my loot and spoils
father, she’s my loot my spoils
give her to me!