A flowing yellow dragon floats above the land
Looking down into the river, swallowing up the earth in a toothy frown
An angel with a broadsword comes to internalize the damage
And brings with it refreshing rain that washes away all the wastefulness
A pillaging assassin, swarming inside a brown cloak
Looks around her world into what she’s created
A demon pitcher rides an explosive rig
Launching bullets at spineless princesses who topple at the slightest thump
Images skate the clouds, tatooing the fragile epidermis like a defiant eagle
With a toady shroud that feeds the discipline of the earth
Returned to the ground by an expansive bladder that weighs in like a trickster surge
A woodripper confuses the issue, and only the voice of truth makes an impact
Released to the avenger, a warrior perches on my shadow
So that the only protection I can find from myself is my own vicious hunger
There is no lawbringer to cleanse this knowledge
I am sealed in strength only for so long as these roots defy me
I am seldom seen these days
But the corpses in my wake are ever more frequent