All Lined Up

I see them all lined up

Like naked children at the wall

Their skin is hanging off in sheets

Each face is painted like a whore

Their blood is shining in the sun

Their wounds are powdered with white salt

Their lips are shaping silent words

I see my name as it spills out

I see them walking on their knees

Led in a chain by laughing girls

I see them sucking on the dirt

As if inhaling the whole world

And, one by one, their throats are cut

And each one sings his choking song

Each one sings his lullaby

And each one falls and then, he's gone

And I feel good

Yeah, I feel fine

Yeah, I feel good

And I've been waiting far too long

I see their bodies in the pyre

Leaking black smoke into the flames

And all the people stand around

Shaping lips into my name

And soon, the sun begins to sink

Behind a wall of dirty air

I see their bones there in the pile

And taste the smell of burning hair

And all the children howl for milk

The rain spits down a million knives

I see you running through the field

I see you running for your useless life

I feel you choking on your tongue

I feel your breath attack your chest

The dogs are ripping at your feet

I see you bleeding out your happiness

And I feel good

Yeah, I feel fine

Yeah, I feel good

I finally got back what was always, rightfully, mine