I'm disgusted;
in a **** drunk tantrum
fist pounding my Zooplankton reflection
Mundane is my nation's only anthem; all hail your fellow cowardly clansman
Syphon the Phantom from me
It's been playing tic with the region
of my brain that dictates passion
Grapple hook the Madman from
his wouldbe castle and cast him
Cast him cast him cast him
to the depths of Phantasm
Let the Tall Man have him
I'll greet the surgeon's scalpel
with a basket of placid
like here you can have this
The type to commit suicide
with a flare gun in a snow storm
It's cold where the blood churns