Red Libations Lyrics

Oh, to be a fly upon the wall for the fall of an empire

Ah, but I do suppose that's why the poet's clothes

Are a muddy red like a bloody mire

Even if your product is not COD

I can guarantee that it isn't free

But many don't wanna know the price of glee

Know even deliverance has a delivery fee

Salvation comes with taxation

So I'm gonna soothe the Piper with some runes and cyphers

And the little bit of green that my pencil musters

Then await for the wind to bluster

I wait for collection

From the old gods for unpaid libations

Want my destination

Follow blood trail and you'll know direction

20/20 vision with my eyes closed

Only open lids when it's for foresight

Got a flame that many enemies do want hosed

But when you're in the dark so many creatures flock to light

This is to the lion in the gilded cage

King of the Jungle, where's your rage

Now you're lyin' as another spectacle

Oh, how the sempster's spun your spool

Gotta fall in love with the feeling of reeling in a bucket

Dry, from the depths of a well filled to brim

Lotta push and shove at the ceiling I'm pulling out a socket

Try, though the steps of this climb are so grim

Floating

I am just another pigeon homing

Gilding

And I'm using blood and gold coating

"Give me a bit of the vigor to make a potion"

Is what I said to heavens

I'll let you guess if they supported notion

Digging a grave for the bulk of the foes

Thinking the bigger the fiend

The bigger the hole

Grabbing the shovel to go

Give me the coin better pay the toll

For my love of humanity

Got my craft psychology

And for my hate of it

I got my mic and poetry

I wait for collection

From the old gods for unpaid libations

Want my destination

Follow blood trail and you'll know direction

Keep my hungry flame alight

But I have found that sanity is fire's tinder

I see the tears and sweat and paintbrush

It's smelling like the first day of kinder