Tuesday, April 18, 2017

Rancid Astrophil 14

Raw like the broken hearted canvasser
In his rawlike state of lost obsession
Clawing like Sephiroth in possession
As knowledge's danger-fuelled brasser

Take up the brass shield of adamant steel
And fling wooden splinters of anger's coined
The dangerous faggot twin trolls conjoined
If slivering silver tongues wonton feel

Word salad word salad forgotten rules
Your open wounded mind cajoles faint fools
Piquing interests as bullet piques life
Guns win wars and words win delight in strife

Power comes from the barrel of a gun
And phallic nonsense's of race be run 

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