All my fields are sown with salt,
nothing grows beyond my wall.
Drawn my curtain made of stone,
keeps things tidy, keeps me alone.
Kick their ladders and bar the doors,
when they come, they'll come in hordes.
Hide the women, protect the young,
find the boys and give them guns.
Eat your shit,
eat it all.
Get this shit,
and eat it all.
She is not a matriarch,
she's an angry man with a vagina.
He is not a patriarch,
he's a scorned woman with a guitar.
When I hate women, I hate men,
turns out they're just as bad as them.
I look at all of you from atop my keep,
upon your high horses, fast asleep.
Eat your shit,
eat it all.
Get this shit,
and eat it all.
Fuck your shit,
and fuck you all.
You're full of shit,
and it's your fault.
So sally forth, mount and blade,
into the mouth of hell, into the flames.
I've nothing left in here to defend,
won't look to survive, I'll look for a worthy end.
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