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!