Where has it all gone?
The figures of power have done their duties
relieved of them, authorities, one by one
were removed from their posts
If I had taken them by surprise,
I might not have gone as well
Murder discretion
watch as it dies
natural to them, as far as they can tell
instantly I hated everyone
carefully it burst in me
a licking flame, then drowning in the sun
That hate for them to see

Stripping heart with paint thinner lids
Scraping off the sentiment
Scatter it with the dead minds of kids
Still wondering where they went

I revolted
Bolted my boots to the ground
And stomped on their deceptive little story