Spoils - Protest The Hero

Endowed with the art of casting names

Upon its beings

The humans claim dominion

Over every living fucking thing

Proud as

Purpose

As they became to walk the earth

As they arraigned the common creatures

Caught within the corpus-cursed

Conscious human brain

Caught within the corpus-cursed

Conscious human brain

Every word ever written will fall short

Of its intent

Even sung or spoke or screamed

They will betray what they have meant

They will betray what they have meant

They will betray what they have meant

Language is the heart’s lament

A weak attempt to circumvent

The loneliness inherent in the search for permanence

All the future ghosts

Who scratch their names in wet cement

Demeaning meaning as they shout out at the emptiness

Demeaning meaning as they shout out at the emptiness

Abstractions are stake between the anima and animus

Deflesh the world of human destiny

Behold the world in other people

Life is clarity