Tear the fields
to the ground
and rape the earth
with a predator’s lust
for all her hidden jewels
We have ways
of making you talk
and your secrets
will never be safe
from the base desires
of our self-destructive urges
Give us your blood
Give us your diamonds
Give us your fossils
Give us our fuel
and weep
as we
set fire to your flesh
and ignite
these dreams of chaos
in a revelation fever
that’ll have you
raining from the sky
with carbon tears
Give us your sick
Give us your tired
Give us your poor
and we will
pollute them
with the sickness
of always wanting more
as they become slaves
to the very system
of materialism
that holds them back
and keeps them blind
to the suicide machine
of Murder Inc.
which they serve
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