Where the f*ck are they?
They who screamed about rising up
They who yelled those platitudes
Chests beaten blue, clenched fists raised
Mouth full of threats against the enemy
Eyes shut, ears closed
To the silent innocents that they profess to deify
Hollow words devised in hollow minds
Where's your religion now?
Your gods are all dying
Scavenging in a putrid pile, your mothers
Left to rot, left to die
Tethered, tied up, chained, the unused
Starved to death
Vultures, they wait
Holy mother, corrupt child