Cerberus

Hounded by a Cerberus
Fed with pounds of virgin flesh
Mercilessly forced down on your knees like catholic services
In each mouth an olive branch
That's not peace don't make me laugh
These 3 branches sprouted into trees to overtake the land and break the father,
then to break the son, which breaks the spirit, thats a 3 for 1
These dog heads are trained to sniff screen and scream bark like rabid animals at the scent of a dream that brings no cream to the conglomerate
I'm onto it I'm mobbing it intolerant I'm hollering it's providence in the broadest sense
You made the god that brought me to bring trauma to your prominence
You best withdraw your dominance and maybe I'll consider easing up on the esophagus or better yet come back in scrubs to be your new lobotomist
Now you'll pay your mind and pay your dues to this necropolis that you and your goons gave the facade of a metropolis
I'm stopping this

Not a part of the system not a part of your machine but most definitely part of something larger and undoubtedly obscene to those who spend their lives weaving routines dedicated to uplifting and maintaining regimes
I have a question
what happens when I see the threads that hold the sweater together and start tugging at the seams
I have a question
I have a question

Return to Genesis, biblical benevolence
fell for typical decadence made reciprocal petulance with the outcome mass exodus
A fall from grace, we're all Cain and unable to save face save for running in place through this unstable world full of vain cunning snakes
We left eden for uneven compromise
We built the devils that made us disheveled not a big surprise
We have ourselves to blame for being victimized
New page a new verse a new day a new hearse
Throwing money in a pillar of fire angelic choir
Singing higher getting drowned out and still not being reimbursed
Start a new life for what it takes to shovel dirt
What are you struggling for what do you allow?
Are you in charge or are they spitting in your mouth?
Are you biding time or are you spending it wise?
Ready or not I know the animal will pounce
Not a part of the system not a part of your machine but most definitely part of something larger and undoubtedly obscene to those who spend their lives weaving routines dedicated to uplifting and maintaining regimes
I have a question
what happens when I see the threads that hold the sweater together and start tugging at the seams
I have a question
I have a question
I have a question



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Writer(s): Jeremiah Clymer
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