You said we were connected
So I should've felt indebted?
Manipulating fake shit
Fuck, you took my name for granted
You broke my trust
How can you look into my eyes?
Call me your flesh and blood?
Flick of the blade
Carotid spray
Livid in the dark
Pulsation play
Slow crawl of the razor's edge
A lurid dance of death
Gutter rat eulogy
A poem in disharmony
Enough is enough
Enough is fucken enough
The blood of the covenant
Thicker than the water of the womb
Oh my fuck
Push off the pave
Cradle to the grave
Womb to the tomb
Read the fucken room
Existence owed
Existence solved
Non-existent youth
Non-existent truth
Street urchin poetry
Eulogy without harmony
Gutter rat eulogy
A poem in disharmony
CUNT!
The blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb
