whose child am I? 
a wrath unknown 
amplified 
by bloodred frown 
war hyena 
charlies tongue 
words and carrion 
prison and song 
sharp be thy blade 
pure be thy will 
and clenched thy fist 
father, anoint me now! 
father, they tamed me 
prescribed me a heart of gold 
in the age of sham 
I’m spitting black 
blood... 
the drums of war 
rip the ease apart 
like sudden stroke 
in the brain of god 
and then there’s fire 
cauterize 
universal pyre 
my heart that implies 
(mars...war father...I’m a sinking ship...help me) 
Father, I soil my boots 
now give me my loot and spoils 
defile and murder for you 
my loot my spoils 
in your hands my fate 
now give me my loot and spoils 
father, she’s my loot my spoils 
give her to me!