speech i (this land drowns in it's own piss)

(inspired by the band agoraphobic nosebleed)

..this land is fueled by the piss-tears..
..and sweat of the slaves we still brandish..

..and this land was sculpted out of the scalped innards..
..and sun-dried and twisted dicks of the unicorns..

..and this land was stapled to the bleached skull of the christ-child..
..with beached syringe-cunts..

..while we were left forgotten in the waiting rooms..
..strapped to bike-pump catheters..
..eternally flooding barbed-wire guilt back up into our cocks..
..while eternally draining us of eternity..