Cassels - Every Castle's Crumbling King

The land is awash with testosterone
Bleaching the streets
Bursting the dams
A terror formed venal and bellicose
Is injected intravenously direct to the glans

A father, a figure, a spectre
Hangs like a shadow over Bruder and Schwester
A stalker, a violent molester
Shapeshifting saints and deities promising protection
From the hoards
Of straw men

Attack ad hominem
Machiavellian
Ascension
Of the Wurmänner

Every castle needs a king
And every lip must kiss a ring
You have bestowed an open wound
Teach me to form a fist and I will leave a bruise

Over time pride erodes the hairline
Skyscrape away and hide all signs of decline

Each new proxy war
Will help unclog the pores
And every castle's crumbling king
Will be rebuilt and reborn again and again