The Earth's Crust - Barn Burner

There are no homes where the bombs laid in, open holes of bodies infected

You get your beauty sleep and correct this before the stench of wretched

uselessness reigns

Ever wonder how the war was won?

Dividing lines and the blinding sun

You said you cannot sleep because it hurts

Look outside, sit back and watch them just die while I toss

And I turn

Covered in flies, revealing what was inside under the crust and the dirt

I want to know when you’re all finished these feats of war you’ve left so

endless

Enemy lines obstructed, destruction, by faith in lies to end us all

All of the while, smelling the reek of the foul while I toss and I turn

Feed the gods of death and destruction because

They’ve won

Swallow the world whole