Would our Gods have left our [bad word] cold 
    As advertised in Revelation?
    Glass jaw opens like a puppet head
    Sing the lullabies of iconography
    Sipping napalm, watching Jackie-O
    Scoop Johnny’s memories in her bony hands

    Violence for the people
    They always eat the hand that bleeds
    Fascism for the people
    Kill the king and break his wings

    We stuck our snouts in stagnant troughs
    In love with Auschwitz 
    We’re bloodied performance of the Helter Skelter

    Violence for the people
    They always eat the hand that bleeds
    Fascism for the people
    Kill the king and break his wings

    This is what you should fear
    You are what you should fear

    Violence for the people
    They always eat the hand that bleeds
    Fascism for the people
    Kill the king and break his wings 

    Where are all the [bad word] to wash our hands?
    Puke boys cry and [bad word] their pants
    Saturday morning suicide

    Kill the king and break his wings

    Violence for the people
    They always eat the hand that bleeds
    Fascism for the people
    Kill the king and break his wings