that he’s a psychopath is clear
stand back and cast off caskets
pockets of wealthy monsters
strolling through thickets with pick-axes
i will defend the earth until my last breath
break out of mourning
borrow your dreams
from the morning star
forage for liberty
i seek insanity in sane islands
frozen mountains and drowning agents
our ancestors are waiting
now is the time
for aligned living
and giving back
we were born for these times
so get ready
its pretty heady
this headless energy
so angry and serpentine