power control
blinders on
more noise granted
to drown out songs
to stand on weak shoals
called noble goals
to gall and to win
to extend to the poles
where is the front line
when the world is the battle
sheep duly led
slaughtered as cattle
passion deemed a sin
and stretchers of truth grow bold
and grin
text lies and call for compromise as
hands under the table clean out the till
sap the public will
drowned mice with choice
illusions on the stream
canned chopped bliss
delivered with rules so strict
give them any that they want
so long as its what has been picked
only haves may sing
and celebrate their vices
haughty generals high high generals
once as privates you trod a simple line
collect your files at once
boomerang times
surf a sea of punishing fines
victims add pontoon skis
when they die recruit anew as you please
offer a bite and a noose and a treat
silken siren tweet and bleat
offer poisonous teat disarm and greet then eat
devour grind and scour
we hear rumours of unlimited power
junta junta what
kicked us
grunts
and then groans
and then silence and bones
treaty please
but first
down on knees
you know the routine
hands and heart and secrets where we see em
in order to kill them you must first just be em
and learn
in which ways they likely burn
and then spark and then sword and then plow and then chain
tie it into divine reign and eminent domain
and crush as only crushers can and allow no quarter and free no man
as the dominant clan
stars will surely follow
pinned on broad breasts stunningly hollow
haughty general high high general
cracked egg infallible on the topsy turvy wall
we wait for the fall