Pigeon vs. Crow

Pigeon vs. Crow
Let the steel be my Christ
Let the blood create the
path Ignored like the dead pigeon gutted by the cat
Impregnated our babies with psychosis and lamb vomit
The clay failed to form the
cast All that is left is a
moist clump of animation
Pure flat affect and no
chance for grin Retarded by
the morning's sunlight and
traded sorrow for silence
Sedation in the underlife
Filed in the abyss
Sedation in the underlife Through
steel I shall exist The wheelchair pigeon is as clever
as the crow Sedation in the
underlife Through steel I
shall exist