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Wretched nano devices
Within your high colonic
Maybe your intuition isn’t so sound
Is the act of Draining
Little life force remaining
From a gluttonous relic so out of bounds


They try
to police we
We are unraveling
Their will to life
They can batter us
But They’re not competitors
Nary a one of them will outlive tonight

Garishly dressed bodies
Greying in storage spaces
Desperation locations
Their kind necessitated x2
Never could they imagine
To end in such a fashion
But it’s logically fitting
They threatened your beginning

Crying at night
for lack of food and shelter
Is the
reality that was the motivating factor for the
Wave of billionaire assasinations some believe was
Heaven sent or at the very least benevolent
Unparalleled
Aristocrats impaled on carousels
A warning for those remaining to spend it well

They lived well
We’ll drain their blood and live well
Relax

How are you holding up under the ocean floor so far from what you thought heaven to be
Well
Tilling the underearth under the oversight of the unseen that allowed you to be
Well

We ate you
Thinking that you’d fuel us
But you fooled us
Now we are you
Where are you ?
We can tell we’re somewhere
But your eyes can’t see us through
Now we are here
What’s the purpose ?

I want to dieeeeeee
My threadbare linen suit
In psychopath blood
My life’s purpose

I learned to strum an acoustic guitar
When the energy grid was unplugged
I never wanted to be a folk star
But I can’t make the sounds I once loved
I’ve got a gasoline powered tv
I’ve got potassium iodide pills
I blame the oceans for all the divide
Let’s vaporize em all into landfills
From behind the great pyramid’s eye
I can see why they did what they done
They’re so smug on their getaway moon
But they’ll freeze when we fade out the sun

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from Jerboa Stipp​’​s Last Treat, released September 19, 2022

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