Unphased, USA seems far away
Far as Botany Bay from where I’m laying
Noting down everything the stars are claiming
Taking inspiration from the sermons, saints and satan
Leaving the Napalm Death gig in 1996, ducking ticket bashers
Slash you with a hook for your shirt, shoes, gimme all your shit
Just a kid but still attempted a whirlwind kick, prick was dead
Kneeling like a pentinent on the cement, kick from the Quran got a crescent
Sent him down to the devil from whom I’m claiming descent, limbs undulating
My storm of blows in form like a waveform, superposition how I hit from every angle
Snare drum off for the Saint of Anger, Saint of Killers I can’t be vanquished
My greatness vouchsafed by angels, ages long my grail quest
Obsessed, crestfallen, a knight of dubious, tarnished honour
Sonorous sound of nearby bells, batdwelling my hellish belfry.
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