blood rains and blood reigns
crowned by us; by our violent addictions
kept in power by the faulty convictions
we make against ourselves
now there's a fat finger pointed at me
pristine fingernails and hands scrubbed clean
do you think love is a suitable plea?
in this kangaroo court, we're all on trial
for war crimes staining the bathroom tiles
it's brother against brother and
self against self
i must confess, say my two selves
amidst a battle on hold but far from over
so avoid the dark and look over your shoulder
and blink fast, fast, f a s t e r
allow my body to be exhibit A
if you can hold it together without me falling apart
i present to the jury: a constellation of scars
this one spells out her full name
and this is a portrait of her lovely face
as you can see, i am guilty only of heartbreak
if i was her prison
then she perfected her jailbreak
please, haven't i suffered already?
my own sanity is becoming unsteady
and i'm spiralling
down the sinkhole, swallowed by blood
diluted with water and saliva and mud
there's me: a partial picture
the world's a forest and i'm a splinter
on the front lines as cannon fodder
i might prick your thumb
but then i am a goner
so throw me into the endless fire
and allow the smoke to take me
higher
higher
higher
choke on the fumes i leave behind and
don't search for me between stars unaligned
because i'm never coming home
it's hard enough to fight the world
and fight these accusations
when i've been dealing with a martyred soul
which rejects redemption and salvation
i'm war torn and lovelorn
and now you call me to the stand
to profess myself a criminal for
dying by my hand
so all hail our great crimson king
dismembering angels as gunfire rings
court is out
the judge wants me dead
she sanctions the bloodshed in our sorry heads:
invisible battlefields she doesn't believe in
kids born on planets they dream of leaving;
she demands more martyrs on these cobbled streets
as our wasted pride prevents retreat
or any admittance of a bitter defeat
anarchy is on the losing side
so we bite the bullet and bide our time
against this army of demons;
of devils and sin
because we've yet to conquer
the devil within
