The Triad

“Take your filthy hands off my stake
I’ve saved years and years to get it
No, it’s not your fucking property
I’ve earned it with blood and sweat
Bread is not enough for a week”
We say to the never-shouts mouth

“The eternal doom is waiting
A place of fire, suffering and lore
Follow my will, you’ll rest in peace
Hail the holy word, is redemption
Kill in in the name of the lord”
Claimed the great almighty eye

“All that is said is the absolute truth
Happened or not, must be shown
Blaming the innocent is the priority
Brainwashing our final work
Shame on you, we’re victims of our war”
Barked the furious, rabid dog

The inverted triangle set us apart
The three are the cancer of our age
Corrosiveness of the self