maine will kill us all

hunger
i'm giving into your unbending will
fragrance
i'm inhaling till i get my fill (5...4...3...2)
midnight
we're peasant devils canvasing suburbia
bless us
insatiable our lust for decimation but not our thirst for irony

tendrils
veiling glassy eyes from glaring truths
cleansing
we'll purge this land of innocence and honesty (run run)
hurry
ominous our implements of wrath
fragrance?

patience punctuates our plans
patience always punctuates our plans
the motherland will kill us all
maine will kill us all