Thots
nothings changed
the senates still corrupt
and the emporer remains insane
and everyday
is a new strain of slaughter
supply lines are less protected
evil on all sides
eye can smell the death on your flesh
-- creeping in
trapped within the twisting fingers of fear
and all eye see is ewe
that face
those eyes
burning like leprosy
eye can see u there
poisoning the air
prostituting Nationalism
and eye want to attack
to rip out your heart and lay your flat on your back
and vomit a world of agony and truth
into your throbbing illness of memory
... and hate guides our way
eye long for the icy slap of a belt across my back
for the acceptance of death and blind cave war
the giving sleep of depression
the sweet elucidation of savage
song performed by Otep from Sevas Tra
Added by Lucian Velea
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