Acidic Cycles/Meltdown Fever

Rain falls heavy on my head/poison daggers
tease with cancerous intentions/inventions of decadence

A sky that won’t be silenced…
screaming hardships across the ocean

Burning oilfields in the distance/money making schemes
of madness/wounded is the animal…
once called human – Paradise Lost
to the wages of war – What’s the score?
No one’s sure anymore

The fields of chaos weep…
plucking the poppies/popping the pills –
A Medical Industrial Death Machine
dares to dream
of keeping the populace fast asleep

Double down on the bleeding nightmares…
oozing out the prison walls/privatized –
lock you up and burn your eyes
from the truth/too harsh/lost sight

A flight into the realms
of cognitive dissonance/Stockholm Syndrome

A love of the oppressor
as the federal budget bloats/the Beast
sinks its teeth
into open veins/a strange
toxin dissolves into the blood

A knock on the door…
Is anyone home?
A vampire dressed to the nines…
sleek suit/sleazy art of war

Roll out the red carpet
for the whore of Babylon/babbling
in strange tongues/twisted carnage
on the tip
of a tidal surge
swarming out at sea/a prophecy
of devastation unto damnation

Pestilence and plagues/vaccinated haze…
the waves rise/fall/
collapse inward/implosive indoctrination
from the cradle to the grave/betrayed

Shovel ready
jobs that never surface/left buried
where the bombs dropped/radioactive plumes
drift skyward/torch heaven

rain falls heavy on my head

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