Rust

When there's no more;

No more worry, no more pain.

All progression will cease;

Humanity will bleed;

Limbs will tremble, it will all crumble.

Worthless gutless pigs!

Left to bleed!

We are violence!

No God, no masters, no glory!

Remove the heads;

Hang them for all to see;

Put them on their knees;

Ignore their plea!

Slaughtered sentences;

Murdered by words;

Preachers and greedy world leaders;

Death to the pigs!

Staring at broken clocks;

Chaos has been given birth;

Steeples stained red.

A screaming child,

The starving mother,

Blessed be the church.

Set a fire;
We will watch it burn;
Filthy cowards, a failed creation.

If there was a stairway to heaven;
Both sinners and saints would climb.
Existence is futile;
We are rusting wounds.