Feed it.
Fuck it.
Breed it.
Eat it.
Feed it.
Fuck it.
Breed it.
Eat it.
Feed it.
Fuck it.
Breed it.
Eat it.
I was rapped by orderlies
Gnawed on by rats
Given a lobotomy
Half-drowned in ice baths
They tried to break me,
Erase me, disgrace me
Through mental sodomy
But
I will fight
I will rise
I will fight
I will rise
Like a Hydra
From the
Ash
Like a Hydra
From the
Ash
Another sermon
Of choking smoke
& billowing rage
It seems this is all it takes
To force the angels to wake
To bring their ivory faces
Buried deep within their wings
To come, come fly with me
Come, come fly with me
Feed it.
Fuck it.
Breed it.
Eat it.
Feed it.
Fuck it.
Breed it.
Eat it.
So many motives
So many totems
I don't do this for revenge you see
It's more of a calling
The priest who had a taste for it's flock
Tender sheep
Boys and girls
I made a lamp out of him
And now
He is the light of the world
The nun who shot smack from
The stolen tithing cash
I burned her to ash but her
Teeth made a fine pearly necklace
The senator who buried
His mistress on the back nine
His skull is a goblet for my favorite wine
You see I need these beautiful moments
When I am unyoking my opponents
Limb from limb
In the knotted irons of combat
It's as close to true intimacy
As I can ever hope to reach
Naked monsters
In the dark
Ripped to shreds & torn apart
The sheets will be our evidence
Of the blasphemies we invent
Feed it.
Fuck it.
Breed it.
Eat it.
Feed it.
Fuck it.
Breed it.
Eat it.
Feed it.
Fuck it.
Breed it.
Eat it.
Feed it.
Fuck it.
Eat it.
Repeat it.
Repeat it.
Repeat it.
Repeat it.
Repeat it.
Feed it.
Fuck it.
Eat it.
Repeat it.
Feed it.
Fuck it.
Eat it.
Repeat it
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written by SHAMAYA, OTEP / MIHALOPULO, ARISTOTELIS VASILIOS
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