Suffer Now And Live - I, Omega

you left me hanging on the ropes

but I’m still swinging

while the ref is begging me to choke

dirty looks and bitter crowds signal the fight is fucking done.

you best believe there’s a war between I and me

if that hasn’t ended us better teach your fists to speak a little more

thoroughly

these gloves converse speaking tongues a stigmata stir

syllables echo through arenas

as teeth forget their roots

round two

eyes show through the black and blue

I’ll taste fear in your sweat before you’ll witness my final breath

I wrapped my wrists with her colors

I held them high and proud

with her hands on his leg I watched her watch me from the crowd

I’m suffocating while I’m waiting for the bell to ring

this breathing commences when I see through your shattered teeth

I took this match from a harlot called destiny

alluded an inevitable knock out

didn’t specify who’d be bleeding

all I have to offer is a kidney or rupture spleen

cause my fate’s still double dutching with my heart strings

if this bloody canvas can be the stage for our disease

I’ll gasp poetry to this stampeding heartbeat

tap out when you comprehend loyalty

I’ll respond when I reconcile with indifference

if you work on holding your breath

I will concentrate on thrusting every ounce of my distaste through the back of

your head