Petrochemical supernova
Arsenals like moths to the Primordial Light
Defiance cleaved from the bone in sardonic delight
Satisfy a superpower's hunger and might
Symphonies of carnage
Howling oppressor's oath
Spectres of cultures
Refugee instruments
Falling on their flags
Plucked from their birthright like
Scabs of the Naked Angels
Dressing rebel wounds with feather and tar
Territorial occultations of propaganda and perversions
Cultivate the land with franchised labor
And pay-to-play medicine
Pierce the soft of their throat
And convulse in their blood
Hold until the last grain
Of wheat, sand, and rice
F*cking hold
F*ck the folly of order