You have such disdain for anything encoded in anything
Speak plainly declared the trees and rotting branches that fell from the trees
And meanwhile they all were lining up to be turned to coal
You have such disdain for anything that was colorful which you didn't notice
And meanwhile I am missing the sunsets while I sit in my bomb shelter moving Excel spreadsheets
You have such a beautiful jaw when at noontime
Is it true that you took all the mirrors down after
Because you were hurt once by the splinter off some book of poetry
Until the poison grew wickedly with you and in you took
To filling parchment with the ocean of jibbering nonsense
The floorboards and walls of your ratty tenement
As the loved ones took off their masks and started singing the carols of another waking Sabbath
Once more into the violence
The games that come so beautiful at noontime
Ripping into and between your collar bones
Yea where the heart once was
Now your ribcage filled with honey sweet
Your eyes filled with empty things
Your violence comes out as you sing
We are doing it for God
We're killing for the Lord
Did you ever think you might be self-absorbed
Once more into the violence
For God, for God, for God, for God
Killing for the Lord
You're so fucking absurd