War

Lying, and bleeding. Beathe in every fuckin word!!

Screaming the scheming. Every god damned bird!

You cannot hate, what I create

Kill it now, or live down under

Hell and heaven, war lines sunder

Ships of souls lost on stormy thunder.

The killing, the feeding, sacrificial breeding, the killings, the feedings. BETTER TAKE THE FUCKIN BEATING!!

Bleed doth now, shallows of the town, thieving from the shoe, YOUR SOUL ON LINE A CALLING TO LOSE, BETTER RIP OPEN EVERY BLEEDING BRUISE!!

Down and down, allies between the buildings, stone and henge, breathe on every little bend. Murderers on the night ready to thieve the light from your very own palm. COOL IT DOWN WE'RE CALM!! Stealing the very fruit from your palm!!

The lying, the bleeding, spit it out for every damned little word!! Diseased like cattle. MARCHING OFF TO BATTLE!!

You march it, you blare it, you scream it on every bloody word, you act it, you fact it, you jar it with every little ward, you spell it you shoot it, you're war's marching on the blood, a million souls, buried in the demons holes, the souls of the many, it's the way we time the power. EVERY DARKES WARRIORS HOURE!! 

War on your yard and in your home, die for your freedom, or live apon thyn knees, die now or create the disease.