Intimate trappings pump boring blood
through quiet streets
Hell hath frozen
Heaven hath burned
So deep, up to the ankles
Rising at the pace of the sun
Holy shouters pour magma
Orange ******* shout into the wind
The halting of steps
brings so many to their feet
Imploring goodness, well being
Fraternizing on the beach
the youth rages in defiance
of the howling vengeance
Spitting and coughing, greeting the end
That can only be the new beginning
Rebirth castrates the future
With the yellow horizon, now fully aware
of the time, the place, the score
Deep in echo, deep inside an empty husk
the new becomes blasé
Stuck in those waves of progression
willful hands cover ignorant eyes
Not a care but that of self
'Bring me to the end' they sing
'Bring me the head of my fathers'
'Bring me the blood of my blood'
Seaward the sun rises and rests
The looming threat is the new order
It's the new normal
And they'll surely find something to complain about
though it's exactly what they asked for