Tears of laughter in the dying light
The good all hanging from a great height
No deed goes unpunished by the monarch
All alone now before the absolute dark
A pre-slumber introduction to true violence
The guttural scream of chaotic silence
The world grasping its chest as it rips apart
Revenants sifting through its shattered heart
Blood marks the borders as well as screams
Angels leading point on all the best kill teams
Peri-apolocolyptical landscapes an easy sell
Flying spaceship earth on our last brain cell
Spitting our teeth into the blood filled pail
All our heroes are either dead or frail
Unmarked by the water from the shining creek
Assaulted every-time we turn the other cheek
Lucky number 13 brings the red river
Can you feel the cold it’s making me shiver
People in cages and shackled in chains
Bodies are buried but evidence remains
Like babies finger dancing along a razors edge
Each touch closer to the thin wedge
In rolling the dice be careful to not lose your head
Some of the best teachers we have are dead
