oh god not you again
like looking in a mirror
soiled with smog and oil and shit
see myself and wave a hand
reflect back 100 times
the dullness blinds
and I feel fine
oh god you’re the man
oh man you’ve magic in your hands
you build and blast like you’re the last
you just might be if no gods ask
you’re everywhere you populate
with hands so huge you propagate
your power is the most supreme
yet your death is a guarantee
there is no god flying up high
he’s right down there he’s the next guy
he’s mom and dad and bro and sis
he farts and fucks and shits and piss(es)
flesh is matter most divine
it’s filthy man there’s no blood wine
it’s life and death and digging dirt
it’s swinging fists and cold wet earth
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