Steel Prophet Unconscious Man
Preying on scared rabbit glared in the eyes
Twisted shreds of fabric, cold glare when it's done
sometimes I think I'm the same, but I'm not
If they had their way you'd be just drops of fluid
But who are they to judge you the unconscious masses
You will enter voids of penultimate storms
Talons of energy remake a new form
Nothing is remembered on the surface you've escaped
but paid
Father beats and rapes you in innocence
Hands and knees face down the taste you spit
The taste you spit, don't become again
One more try to walk erect, the candle flickers
The storm pursues, the wax burns your face
triumph atop a wave that descends
a steadily rising curve we've all won
