Buy hot blood from a can! Vendor in the ruins!
Where the king was rebuilt,

bandaged, boxed, rehabilitated.
I love the government

actually a lot—it is
the taste of real energy,

and I love it even
in the afterlife, I know!

I have been gold plated!
Also The Church, you know,

is bitter and beautiful. Drink
blood, drink icky blood;

at sunset the church
wipes your memory,

it’s such a relief
it adds to my livingood,

I give thanks, I’ll never
clean off the soot, wipe my lips.