Rotting in this wasteland, Right where you painted me, A picture perfect defacing, Of burning kerosene!
Drop your lighter to the stone cold pebbles, **** all of the spectral levels, Wavering and never tame...
The only body I possess, Desecrated by her majesty's insolence! Her kingdom of soldiers, Are forced to enlist! The knighted sheep will fight! The palace door's locked! And why do you check the clock? You know you'll never leave! Her majesty is the ***** of living, Yet she owns the only key!
The ******* behind you, Captain your only ship! Because of them you'll never know, Your subjects fell to ****! Bite back your pity, While you bite off your own tongue! Let the riots burn your city, While singing my dying song! May you ******* die! Let you burn and die you ****!
And I will not be alone! Doesn't matter when! Now and then! Watching your heart turn to stone! I'll let it go you you ******* end!
Her makes ties insolence kills the serpents dead!
I'm begging you end it! End it! Rise mup to your pennant! The flag of the mighty will dawn over severance! ******* end it! End it! Rise up to your pennant! The flag of those left to die, Will fly for our solace again... (End scream)
I'm begging you end it! Just end it all now I repent it! Will your dry pity allow? I tried oh I tried! I gave up and lied! Her majesty shot through this unbeating heart of mine... OH WHY?!
Why do I try? I tried oh I tried, I gave up and lied! Feel the bullets of sorrow pierce through this GOOD HEART OF MINE!!!
It's a song I wrote last night, but it works fairly well as a poem, It's about really generic anarchy, and rebellion towards opposition. It wasn't about anyone in particular, but I hope it's inspiring.