Spit your words of fury
Tear your way beneath the skin
Infecting with doubt
A useless web you spin
What is it you hope to gain from this? Nothing!
What is it you hope to prove with this? Nothing!
Hidden away from view
You start your fires
The child who became king
Of the jackal and the liars
What is it you hope to gain from this? Nothing!
What is it you hope to prove with this? Nothing!
Breaking your fingers!!!
Silence your voice
Breaking your fingers!!!
You’ve made your choice
Words cannot be weapons
If they leave no mark
Pathetic attack
With all bite and no bark
What is it you hope to gain from this? Nothing!
What is it you hope to prove with this? Nothing!
Breaking your fingers!!!
Silence your voice
Breaking your fingers!!!
You’ve made your choice