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Quetzecoatl

The first step sinks and then I swallow
The zenith rising with ashes it follows
Come out of the darkness I crawl through the hollow
Its moving away as I stink where I wallow
At another time, in another grace
There were strange days upon me and my body and race
I can hear, as I'm fighting, as I take up the bottle
I am drinking it down with my Quetzecoatl...

The Devil's just a child who has lost her wings
And an Angel is a miser who stays here to sing

My hair turns to lightning, and it rains down upon me
I embody the tides, when the world wasn't on me
With a lucid tell of vision
At the face off of nations
Every time wrapped up
Our of fire, out of patience
I want scream it out but I swiftly drift
With distinctions drawn wild...with my wide open fists
And I'm washed up on shore...Quetzecoatl

The Devil's just a child who has lost her wings
And an Angel is a miser who stays here to sing

I see sword in the sky and a saint in the shape
Of a humanoid face in the planet of apes
And when the plans of men fail
To counter the odds
The ages of stone
Turn to ages of mud
Asking a deep sleepwalker in the waiting abyss
To remit, and the Father will not question your fear
As the dreams come out of the little glass bottles
Making my choice just like Quetzecoatl...

War Party

A Poem to Bring Our Troops Back Home Where They Belong

Come home my children, whom do you serve?
Come home my children, whom do you serve?
Leave your bullshit at the door

Where do you put your energy
Where do you put your beliefs
Its really kinda tricky actually
No matter what the kids say it happening now
If you get married in a big church
Before taking an oath after school
No matter what kids say its happening now
Its happening rignt now,its happening now

God is nowhere
God is now here

There's a war party

God is nowhere
God is now here

There's a war party and you're all invited
Come home my children, whom do you serve?
Leave your bullshit at the door
There's a war party and you're all invited
Leave your bullshit at the door
Life is whom you choose to serve
Leave your bullshit at the door

Where do we make your enemies
Where do you lay your life on line
Before we're going through something
That's so much worse than any of it was before as
If you are pledging allegiance to the war
It feels just like it did before once more
Underground and overboard it feels just like before
You are actually giving something that isn't yours
You are actually giving something that isn't yours

God is nowhere
God is now here

There's a war party

God is nowhere
God is now here

There's a war party and you're all invited
Come home my children, whom do you serve?
Leave your bullshit at the door
There's a war party and you're all invited
Leave your bullshit at the door
Life is whom you choose to serve
Leave your bullshit at the door

Come home my children, whom do you serve?
Come home my children, whom do you serve?
Leave your bullshit at the door