Volt & Wake (Mah Molten Lake)

Any ability executed with
Uncanny fragility
And still they send bills to me
Cut me some slack don’t throw me your flack
And then dub it as tax
I know it’s a mess. I kept all the documents in a sack
It helped me deal with the stress
I could pour em all out and form an unorderly stack
I still I get no help so I turn to the lord
Due to the fact I can’t hire a consultant
I can’t afford
The preacher man said
“You will never be faultless”
He thought he read
The thoughts in my head
I said
“Well yeah I already know this”
And asked politely if the lord
Could save me from indictment
He said “I’ll have to speak with the board”
Of investors and senators whose image
Is
God
I sought to root out their lies
Rip off corporate suits and ties
Leave exposed their naked wires
Impose the topical rites of wasted liars    

Generations of trends engulf the senses
Appear as a light at the end of the election
Generalizations sourced from censes reports
Spawn foster babies that maybe Jesus should have aborted  
Please tell like nine tenths of all the uteruses  
To stop being utilized that gut aint a blessing
It’s a physical act when chemicals react and bind us
All part of the spread of human condition virus
Suckle on your raw teats of culture like a leech
Kiss the clawed feet fore the volt beseech
Fall undyingly asleep as the vultures sit and wait
For you to be all done dying so they may feast as a wake

Screeching and circling like wraiths
Waiting, quite blatant, to feast at my
Fourth forsaken wake