Bones blackened by fire
Marrow steaming from ember
The dead do well to remember
The thundering drum beats of my bloody march on to war.
The blood that taints the cannula
Is better than the steel
Pocked with rust and bullet holes
And ground under the treads below my heel.
Iron
Eagle
I will
Clip your rabid
Fire
Beaten,
Burning
Vindicating
Wings.
King of pigs
The sacrificial crown of smoke
Howling snout and bloodied;
Taste the heat, shrapnel flesh
Pulse of life, cooled by death
Realm of man, all ablaze
The ruin of which, that thunderous stitch
Breathes madness in my gaze.
Bones blackened by fire
Marrow steaming from ember
The dead do well to remember
The thundering drum beats of my bloody march on to war.
The blood that taints the cannula
Is better than the steel
Pocked with rust and bullet holes
And ground under the treads below my heel.
Iron
Eagle
I will
Clip your rabid
Fire
Beaten,
Burning
Vindicating
Wings.
King of pigs
The sacrificial crown of smoke
Howling snout and bloodied
Silicon and child parts
When the pigs all starve
And the homestead burns
When the pigs all starve
And the money burns
The fat will glisten in the fire
Within the eyes of wolves
credits
from Discordia Concors,
released March 3, 2015
D. Combs, N. Campbell