Hericide - Atrament

Cut, and carve his name into your palms

Then hide your face into your hands

Smothered in blood, suicidal, and delirious

Chain of command exploding from within

Strip the veins from the arms of hierarchy

You bastard.

Master?

Leader?

Empty fucking words

May our madness be their torment

And their control be their grave

Downfall, through power