Tensions build irons slams at evasion
Wrong position either direction; bitter hands broken on the bars

Fettered feckless and defeated
Unrecognizable form. Hate played its role. No more, I simply am

Shattered glass eyes mouths mutate shut burning to howl in abandoned cages

Imprison me and I'll make a home, exile me and I'll walk alone
Execute me from this rotting body, you can't end me I'm not afraid

No one hears yet all complain
No one tears no one strains
Rotting moans of complacency, the new world amenity

Too soft to contend, too brittle to bend,
A quickening that aches too fragile to break
Chasms of mistakes, floods in the wake

In every passing micro moment: decisions
In every misstep: overcrowded prisons

Self-perpetuate another wound to make, paths of life trampled in scars
Proven in time, your wounds are mine

Gnashing clouds of smoke, coldhearted broken choke
Consumes a world as it expands
Hanging in my throat, acidic carcassed bloat
What can I do to escape or break this wretched place?

Plans made to their own accord and they don't include me
In blind-eyed benign prophecy
Some gleaming future trope
I'd rather choke on rope
Than see powers act like they're built on moral ground

Hanged by my hand

A feral fever grows, too vapid to dispose
Behind a poison smile, decline in denial

See things for what they are and what they're not
There's no desire without fear,
Afraid of losing afraid of satisfaction
A soul that always yearns for more

Amassed mess, hoard yourself to death
Kill all that's innocence, beg to possess

Hellbent to see the world through dollar signs
Hellbound for fragments, humanity in decline
Frothing at the mouth, a gluttony that knows no bounds
An endless awful grinding sound

Avarice makes you want this, avarice made you take this
Gagged and bound you made this, all alone: break it

Wisemen wither like weeds against a wall that wouldn't weep

Mythologies of war and peace, life takes life in order to survive
Succumb to time or die as prey, death is the only certainty
Extinction of one, survival of another: infinite repetition

God above man below, olive branches build the arrows
God above man below, bloody streets till no tomorrow

It's a matter of how and when, war is what makes us human
Killer instincts to the top of the chains: war remains

Myriads of fighting, endless dying, we call it progress: evolution through death

The power of hope and grief with logic lodged in between,
The action may haunt you, hopeless machinations
Washed at the bank of indecision,
Hung in the balance: no remission

We pang against the thought and call it: mercy
Cut from a subjective cloth: killing
Enter the gates. A life in mock: fields
Lives bravely fought on mercy killing fields

A fevered hole I've dug, sanitized prayer rug,
Sorrow becomes a drug
Sign off and pull the plug

A sobering reminder that we're none the wiser,
Almighty hallowed hands embrace mercy killing fields

Breaking down the illusion, no one's the person that you think
Under these moral disguises, a blood-curdling dream

We're not welcome here, in a nation of fear
No sanctuary clear, in a nation of fear

Marks on a child, scars on a human
Follow a blood-lit path to the promised land

Disintegrated masks hewn from the caustic blast
Melted down to force the old world to be reborn

Familiar but inferior. Immaterial ulterior

Where the pendulum rests, still as their bones
Lies the truth of the world, swaying alone

To the sound of the infinite piercing silence
Concealed applause of an ultra-violence

You're on your own, silent as tombs
Buried in lies, sleeping alone

What are you waiting for?
Chew through my blood abhorred

Raked with plagues, make life unlivable,
Make me live in barren fields on broken needs I yield
And fucking starve

Crack my bitter bones, grind me into chaff
The human Eucharist, the sacrificial calf

No more judgment, no more pain, no more bullshit, nothing to gain

Crush my hollow spirit. Whittle courage away
Taken slow but taking all
Loosening grip before the fall

Let me starve

Global panatrophy, societal dystrophy, a future deafening
I refuse to listen

They vainly purify defiled in blood
A fixation, reviling mud

Harmonies in discord. We're tended by the blows
There's no sacrifice you'd make to accept your shame

Vainly purifying filthy infantilizing,
Opposites ignite in a world of blight

Dead earth: dead fire: dead air: empire

An ever-living breath. A spark that measures death
The constant principal, exchanging cyclical
The fire is the flux. A planet self-destructs
Burn anew through funeral pyre