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sustaining life on a burning shadow
the call of the necromancer in my ear
terror hangs around and parties
my enemy is you and my best friend, fear

loyal traitors spew thier wisdom
fondling reality in some sacred way
torturing all that is peaceful and calm
promising faithfullness to women they lay

i've quit trying to make sense of
the verbage that's come to me
as long as i am not on the hit list
i'm going to look and see, verily

longing for the distant pain
that comes to visit regularly
comfort has no existance
and sorrow is so very free

mindless scholars formulate hate
i just watch and wait
they want to restore dictatorship
they want to fuck with fate

i, for one, do not bear witness
to these unclean obscenities
they, however, suck out the life
from peaceful serenities

i put in my pocket, joy
i put in the garbage, hate
i hold on to all reality
though it puts me in an acid state

i hate the lawyers who think they're great
with their pockets lined, they mentally masterbate
i hate the politicians who lie for votes
while people freeze and die hungry in the streets
they're fat with thier fur coats.