His Crowned Skull Raised to the Sun

Watching the ocean rise in the sky  It glares back at me - paralyzed  I lock eyes with a helpless whale  Up in the clouds  I’ve never felt so close to the sun Its embrace scorches me  Huddle into your family  Close your eyes and wait  Money can’t save them when they get what they bargained for They will die like the rest of us  Greed swallows them whole  Bills burn as fast as hair

When I Look into the mirror I see a desert in my face  How many dozens of times have I watched the earth dance around the sun  God or a void  Wait for me  Tree branches  Wrapped in flesh  Dried out  Lay and wait for the still, pale cold  What once carried desire has now rusted - corroded To trudge on as a frail husk of what once was yields no reward  I have a wasp’s nest encased in my skull  I’ll crack my head in the brick  And relieve the incessant buzzing  I dry heave hundreds They carry me to the sky  I am ready to be freed  I long to flail in the black  I am ready to be freed

Carrying promises from an idol Crushing shoulders on the way to the throne  Whisper sweet lies to the vulnerable  Pull the meat away - throw the bones to the hounds  Peasants shovel waste from the grand feast  Prepared by slaves draped in gold  Crowned sloth  Spoon-fed by the lepers  The chalice reflects in their eyes  So they can feed their children from the trough  Behind closed doors I slither  Swallow your family whole  Stand on the backs of the starving  Take the gold from the sun  Feed on the crumbs that fall from my bib My rotting food is mine alone Let them eat cake  Feast on his head

A black widow weaves a web of diamonds  Dangling the golden carrot  Gnawed on alive - they all love it  As long as they shine in the night  Let them pluck out your eyes  And wear them in their skulls  So you can watch yourself play god on a throne of children’s bones  carve the riches out from their chests  Their blood is just your currency  When beheaded, the snakes pour out

When I stare into the burning eyes of god, they will freeze  Every child born into a war torn hellscape  When their limbs become debris  When their mothers are shrieking  Will you tell me they have sinned?  That they never stood a chance?  When I smash the lock to heaven’s gates  Who will I see when I push them open?  They’ll be up there laughing  As tears fill the ocean  The men who carry the keys out of reach  The men with the diamonds in their eyes The men who hold your hand until it turns blue  Will I see them with little wings on their backs?  Job was so naive  No matter what he did, they would have dropped like flies - for an ego  The serpent whispered in your ear  You bite the apple - You chew the flesh  Watching the flames of burning eden light up the sky  When they try to hide what they’ve done  You still see the faces beneath the tar  He carried the cross and wore the thorns  So you can bring your gun into the booth  Jericho’s trumpet deafens all  Shake the bloody hand of Christ  For letting the light shine down  On your napalm playground  Their skeletons glisten in the moonlight  There is no limit to man’s malice  The extent of horrors in this world   How could hell be any worse? When angels look down on the earth  They’ll cut their throats