Casual catastrophe
The hollow yearn of death’s widow
Bites the pavement on a thunderous night
For crippled rattles to ignite
The insidious ruin
Rides a blanket corpse into the liquor store hold up
Feigns apparitions for the madness
Distilling cruelty as a hand’s reach for addicts
A sleeper savant
Stretches his face across barren lust
A killing grin between rotting tusks
That rent the light out of a ****** still blood
Devouring maggots
Of the ignorant, the arrogant, the cruel
Kiss the blisters on the swollen hearts
Of starving nations left to tear themselves apart
Jan 9, 2014
Jan 9, 2014 at 2:48 PM UTC
Casual catastrophe
The hollow yearn of death’s widow
Bites the pavement on a thunderous night
For crippled rattles to ignite
The insidious ruin
Rides a blanket corpse into the liquor store hold up
Feigns apparitions for the madness
Distilling cruelty as a hand’s reach for addicts
A sleeper savant
Stretches his face across barren lust
A killing grin between rotting tusks
That rent the light out of a ****** still blood
Devouring maggots
Of the ignorant, the arrogant, the cruel
Kiss the blisters on the swollen hearts
Of starving nations left to tear themselves apart
6:34am, January 9th 2014
Wow, I haven't written social commentary in awhile. I was inspired by this brilliantly dark track, which incited some deep revulsion in me: http://russiancircles.bandcamp.com/track/burial
We are intelligent enough to find many reasons to **** directly and indirectly. Loss of empathy, desperation, to feel in control. Humans are terrifying creatures.
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