waterfall

1. Waterfall 

In a land

So far away

In the waterfall

I saw my face

Hundreds of streams

And streaks of rain

Flowing Over,

Over my face

In the land

So far away

They were hunting me

The water, kept them at bay

In the fall

So far away

I fell to my death

As my enemies stood astray

2. Prince

Pinching nerves and rotting flesh

Are haunting me

My right arm is weary, 

feet dragging behind me, dauntingly

Can't seem to see no escape

I can't let the prince get away

"no home for the empty handed" 

is what the scriptures say

So I must kill

Kill, kill, and kill the killer

For he is the prince, I, the mongrel

I, the saint, him, the sinner

I must slay, and scrape, 

and lynch the prince

For I am the scoundrel

Been like that the second I was born, and since.

3. Servitude 

Am I a slave to lust,

To life, to hunger, to thirst?

Am I but my mere nerves,

And my foolish senses?

Am I arrogant, 

for wanting to live?

And selfish,

For wanting death?

Am I the servant,

The slave, to life?

Or am I the master,

To this reality, I strife.

I am stuck 

on top of the fall

With nothing but water

freezing cold

There's no meat 

But my enemies'

And there's no warmth

But my own, that which is, rapidly, escaping me.

4. Carving

Carve, carve, and knife

The two men stabbed each other with knives

Chisel, chisel, and hammer

Like statues, in rock

Masculinity, in violence

Hunt, hunt, and feast

The soldiers astray, lagging behind their scoundrel 

Lagged their eyes behind his movements

Die, die, and die

The prince, he bit into the animal's throat,

As he leapt off the waterfall,

Into nothingness;

Into where it all started.

The fucking end.

Baby Sparky.