Ghost of Middle Finger

Do you ever feel: The rush inside your head The heat of remaining ashes Of blood you wish to shed I am: Up there with alpha Down here with omega Unholy ghost of the Finger Champion of the vulgar Display of power A whole spine and each of its vertebra How does it feel to be: The unheard tree in the woods The heart of your own universe Where stars drift apart for good You are: Up there with alpha Down here with omega Unholy hosts of the Finger Children of the vulgar Display of power A whole spine and each of its vertebra Live, and stick to your guns Let live, conforming to none The rest of your life has already begun Conform to none Live, and stick to your guns Let live, conforming to none The rest of your life has already begun Conform to none So unlock your cages and set the bird free And fuck everything that they tell you to be The rest of your life has already begun Conform to none Conform to none