Julian

Julian, i'm hesitant my friend
I don't want to die again
I'm reticent, i'm right to remain silent
I'm still waiting on a good cop

Cop violence, commemorated in stone
Overthrown, toppled like a bowling pin
Inside us, the fire prometheus stole
Made our own-take my hand julian

Julian, i'm heaven-sent, amen
(Pus, scabs, blood, all god's love)
Lend your bed i'll lay my
Head and then, i'll fight with my rotten limbs
'Til a torso 'mong the dead white gods in ruins

God's rivals, pretenders to the throne
Pleasure-domed, or castrated and quarantined
Teen bibles in the marrow of our bones
Displayed, we're shown no rays of loaned flames
Strays phone home, blown away, books blazed
Knives honed