CHANT
[Convulsing,
In death and birth throes
Live or die
Sparing with the illusion
Live or die
Call me a renegade
But then again
Poverty will pickpocket your living
Summon you
Till we’re joint desperados
Pickpocketing the living
Hey Renegade]
From the pit of your facade
You emerge a renegade
Air-thirsty savage
Bellicose,
Aroused by your gasp
A season of pugnacious jingoism
I’m man, I’m a man
I can eat a woman
A coming of an overthrow
I’m a woman I’m a woman
I will eat a man
A paroxysm of purging
God God
I ate God
From the pit of your living
Time undergoes a seizure
Enkindles anxiety
You are living
Eternal pandemonium
Fitful rest
My father’s clone
Convulsing,
In death and birth throes
Sparing with the illusion
In the dungeon
King of bondage