Breaking out the factory
Where mechanical drills filled a soul in me
Had to shake out
This terrible sense we were doomed to evict humanity
By the resetting
Society by slash and burn methodologies
While regretting
Abetting these radical pathologies.
Wait, look out! Look out now!
And as I ponder pounds of flesh in bulk
Liver, lungs that are growing in garden; harden
Pharoah hearts to preserve them.
Kill your first born and sell it for a pardon.
Read to me a book as the sun is grinding down
Something with a moral to the story.
We can look back, a smile will crack
At the irony of folktales that are gory.
And I was eager for the fight,
Like the burning of a light too bright
And my energies were brimming, brimming.
These multi-cosmic overflows
Needed to be spent
In spirit they were swimming, swimming,
Swimming swimming.
Put your dukes up, before the nuke's up.
We've got a second for the fray.
And in the scrim, they can tell the tale of their beginnings,
Their methods cruel, but from pure beliefs came the sinning.
Born to a proper wealthy family,
A gestalt assault of Galtist "salt of the Earth."
What they lack a claque will bolster as a fact
Every beautiful creation as a fruit of their birth.
And wouldn't you know the stars align in their favor,
One called in from some friend.
And how status is earned with starvation on payroll
The hopelessness of others helps you transcend,
"Yes we survive
We improve the world for human kind overgrown--
Though it's easy to see the lesser kind than we,
So we peck them to the bone."
It'll only take an instant
To turn into an upset
And bring the mighty mammoth wooly wholly to its knees.
But you'll forget to
Bring a better weapon
So we gotta scamper back to scraping sap from trees.
Funny how we all enjoy it
The feed the fibers and the foul.
There's nothing more they can expect from you
But slaughtered and leveled: a biological redo