All the temples we shall rule The devils cavern we shall burn Impatience is our hallowed tomb We finalize this annihilation "Where to lay the waste; Across these tattered eaves?" Amongst these high roads There exists deception Unholiness to every element of Staged election I am crouched, gnawing at the crows feet Dusted fingernails, bury the hatchet Lithium nightmares, spinal infarction Fear the valiant, the many They will come in droves To spite our world