Significantly predictable atmospheres
Unknown bleeding ears
In a silence that protrudes our ultimate fears

Hunting men
Sheep
Deer
Like the upright cattle of Zaire

I am your King Lear

I hunt without Fear
In a land drenched with red tears
That flow from a gorgeous Mary
Hallowed in Golden Canary

I am your visionary
Your military mastermind
Your Benevolent Divine
I am Manifest
I am crime
I am the idle passing of time

I am your signature on a thin red line
Drawn by a child who will never see her prime

I am invincible,
I am a lie.