Violence

You have felt this love for the first time.

Revived and violated, scared and shined.

No one to thank, no way to keep sedated

The fury of men, animals as mankind's greatest.

Take these thoughts, bound to me

Reap those tongues, set it free

Thick red air and isolated wit,

Signs of retreat and punk epidemic

I have nothing to call my own.

Bound for feast and unhearded graves,

my fist versus your f**king face

These nights in these places

could never taste more like shame.

Scared and shined, figured out

what you’ve earned, watch it burn

You fill your lungs with poison,

cheap tastes of double crossing.

This isn’t rage or hate

it's f**king violence.