Man down, man down
The words die on my breath
There are no echoes in this town
Man down
Man down, man down
Crying out for justice
But there just ain’t much around
Man down
Prick up Lucifer
First lightgiver
A servile revelation
For the cretin congregation
No cackling witch
No lightning clouds
Tamper down the fire
Choked in filthy rags, man down
Man down
A corvid croaks decree
A ragged elegy
A barren landscape burns
A sordid message in the earth
An idiotic mutter
The fatberg gristles utter
A simpleton's lament
In gothic blunderment, man down
Man down
May ugly overtones
Play merry on their bones
Before their body's cold
Hyenas rip apart their soul
Ferocious vehemence
Without intelligence
Death to the debate
Where morons dominate, man down
Man down
Man down, man down
Hear the trumpets blow
For the walls of Jericho
Man down
Man down, man down
Everywhere I go
I bring the pyroclastic flow
Man down
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