No Vermin

Desperate usurpers
Seethe for a crown
Suckling on lead
Clambering the rat tower
Limb from limb torn senseless
A dull gaze falls on them now
Once hope has cast its judgment
No vermin upon the throne

No wreath will fit the head
When loose grey matter strikes the ground
Undeserving of consciousness

Rise, claim your blood-soaked prize
Sedate, rupture

Breeding bouts of consequence
Cherished tranquil, no effect
Witness the tearing of silk from thread
Before you go pain finds you in the end

Contemplating imminence
With the fall of diligence
Sedation only adds to catastrophe
It’s not an option, reset this philosophy

Go

Ache, glamor bespoke trophy
Birthright, in debt a thousand-fold
Skinned, serves the serpent
Crushed, doomed the unborn
Flayed, slaved the servant
This pain, a thousand-fold

Rise, claim your blood-soaked prize
Sedate, rupture
The bed was made, in it you lie
A shallow grave, collecting consequence

Contemplating imminence
With the fall of diligence
Separated and sedated
How much will perish before reality sets in

Every rat for them-fucking-selves
Unveiled torment, in the below
Pestilence roots as corruption evolves
Vows once sacred, betrayed by thirst
Rats will do as rats see just
No vermin upon the throne

Rise
Claim your blood-soaked prize
Sedate, rupture
For each one sedated
Every single second
The vermin will not stop, even if your debt’s collected

Contemplating imminence
With the fall of diligence

So trust they will have their way
Sedation will save them for another day

Contemplating imminence
With the fall of diligence
When the answer to this mess
Is to remain sedated

Forgetting blissful ignorance
Dress in wares of just contempt
A chance to defy death’s permanence
Attempting fate with blood-red hands