Paroles de Aotkpta

Ideological leper, newly planted tower
Grows from the ground and spills its guts out on the sidewalk
Pseudo politico, flat talk o'clock
Rolls past the site of a flesh insurrection
Sidestepping creep, hostile slumlord

Grabs his cash and hits the road
His face is scarred and scabbed like the map of some
Desolate wasteland, a speck of neglect
Bombed out and leveled, to be cleansed again
We'll bury this city in trash

Damage deceiver builds up his believers
And takes charge
Stains half of the sewer with chaos and clover
And charred tongues

Is this the dumpster of your dreams?
And who will be your next trash crusader?

Ancestor incest
The organs are rotting on weak slabs
Re-animating
The corpses of buildings with old stones