A grin, that disgusting toothed thing.
The body full of purpose, and mind malice.
A false embrace prepares the blade.
A facade of calm parallels the vicious intent.
Lusting the sputtering final gargle.
Constricting maneuverability to immobility,
They suppress, suffocate, snuff, sterilize.
Or so they try.
Father, open my eyes, let me see their end. Invert the vile, and let fall the blasphemous.
Raise us to glory, and raze the filth.
The Gods will sit upon thrones of david's bones.
I stand
I serve
I hail
The body full of purpose, and mind malice.
A false embrace prepares the blade.
A facade of calm parallels the vicious intent.
Lusting the sputtering final gargle.
Constricting maneuverability to immobility,
They suppress, suffocate, snuff, sterilize.
Or so they try.
Father, open my eyes, let me see their end. Invert the vile, and let fall the blasphemous.
Raise us to glory, and raze the filth.
The Gods will sit upon thrones of david's bones.
I stand
I serve
I hail
