| by Otep |
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| Nothing has changed The senate is still corrupt and the emperor remains insane And everyday is a new strain of slaughter supply lines are less protected evil on all sides I can feel the death on your flesh -- creeping in trapped within the twisting fingers of fear and all I see is you that face those eyes burning like leprosy I can see you there poisoning the air prostituting Nationalism and I want to attack to rip out your heart and lay you flat on your back and vomit a world of agony and truth into your throbbing illness of memory ... and hate guides our way I long for the icy slap of a belt across my back for the acceptance of death and blind cave war the giving sleep of depression the sweet elucidation of savage, meaningles agression chiselled in the meaty forearms of Mother Jupiter and his slave disciples in the harem tents - outside just beyond the edges - i ride a cycloptic mare into the fires of imagination feeding my disease a river of plagues i need something to remind me i'm still sinning that pain is important that words matter that i am not alone ... in this - guard the houses - triple the watch - maidens dig up your sorcery - sirens, sharpen your rocks you will eat my pain again. whatever you need... unite messiah me |
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