Do As Thou Wilt

There are men in the wild still hungering
With knives and forks and distant guns firing
And sentiment can be so frightening
I know, I know, I know
And I'm not telling anyone to rise above
Or stand up tall
But fuck
Just be

If we can still
Remember how to build a pyre
Then maybe we can stack debris
Debts, and loss on it,
And then maybe we may still be
Able to recognize each other and hoist a toast
To something other than grim news,
But on the other hand if we are still
They will use us as a fodder
And pin our backs to the random stone pillars around here
So there may be
So there may be nothing else to do
But burn this fuckin' valley down and
Take everybody else with us

And I'm not telling anyone to rise above
Or stand up tall
But fuck
Better than nothing
I'm not advocating any sort of drastic action
But fuck
Why not



Credits
Writer(s): Ben Fassett
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