My worth silenced

Pressed to dirt

The horizon a crooked mess Hate bounds the crests

I fill the valleys

With adult bones

Flood the banks with acid

Acid to melt them all

Touch and go

Run with our family

Race to Produce

Sire Liability

With tired bones

Infect the sheets with fever

Fever to burn them all

Let them be filthy still

Let the dead weigh down the earth

Let the carcasses tower

To the belly of the sky

I now know why

You left us to die

You led us astray

You left us inside

You can't stop us

Let the holy be wholly disappointing

Appoint talking heads to damn us all

Let them build towers of foreskin

Sit atop and watch us fall

Well I'm a bent wire

Made of molten lead

Off the curve of my back

Jump abortions and disease

I built this shed

In the back of my head

In the back

Of my brain

I filled this shed

With the dead

The famous

The insane

On the burning roof

I lashed two piles

One of men

And one of bricks

Stacked these pricks and bricks

Six by six

The bricks to throw

And the men: TO FIX