Job For A Cowboy Constitutional Masturbation

Taken by the benumbed hands of an overthrowing, fabricated God.

Sadism is fashioned to derive pleasurable and gratifying entertainment among indoctrinated soldiers.

Sexually abusive torture is diminished to mere wretched amusement.

Ordered to fragment the sanity of prisoners of an artificial war amidst a country of dystopia.

The blameless are left in complete shackled isolation left to linger and ultimately wither and rot.

Fraudulent peacemakers withdraw any sense of morality to plant the seeds of their own sadistic conceptions.

This fabricated God reduces man to nothing more than a pile of waste.

With this power he banishes his followers and sentences them to his own personal sins.

He masturbates on the scriptures that hold his kingdom together as one and lays it to shame.

Taken by the benumbed hands of an overthrowing, fabricated God.

Sadism is fashioned to derive pleasurable and gratifying entertainment among indoctrinated soldiers.

Sexually abusive torture is diminished to mere wretched amusement.

Ordered to fragment the sanity of prisoners of an artificial war amidst a country of dystopia.

With this power he banishes his followers and sentences them to his own personal sins.

He masturbates on the scriptures that hold his kingdom together as one and lays it to shame.

This fabricated God reduces man to nothing more than a pile of waste.

Job For A Cowboy Relinquished

Her mouth stands to convey swarms of plague,

time slowly corrodes as her jaws have locked into place.

At the grips of her own hands

this woman carries her victims to their passing,

they hold back tight.

they hold back tight.

time slowly corrodes as her jaws have locked into place.

this woman carries her victims to their passing,

For when this woman arches back her skin sheds from her bare limbs,

As their flesh, begins to pile, at their own feet

As their flesh begins to pile, at their own feet.

This disease continues to dilate as it immerses through the air,

Immerses through the air

she can no longer hide what she is.

what she is.

Contamination grows in the town where she lays

Contamination grows in the town where she lays

And where she sleeps

Her people before her beg only for forgiveness

Beg only for forgiveness

From their bare limbs

Her mouth stands open to convey

Swarms of plague

Their flesh piles at their feet

Their flesh piles at their feet

Their flesh piles at their feet

Job For A Cowboy Tongueless And Bound

Truth is eternally treason in the empire- empire of lies

For our empire muzzles the lips of a savior who howls corruption

His exploration of reality has ruffled the feathers of a starving vulture

Classified america breeds and multiplies, vastly shrouded from us and even itself

A dark bureaucracy devoted to protecting us lurks beneath our corroding democratic practice

How will anyone create change when we cannot see inside this dark machine?

Classified america breeds and multiplies, vastly shrouded from us and even itself

An era where a military-political demon is hidden from all scrutiny

We must ask ourselves…. but who watches the watchmen?

Truth is eternally treason in the empire of lies

Truth is eternally treason in the empire of lies

For our empire, muzzles the lips of a savior who howls corruption

Classified america breeds and multiplies, vastly shrouded from us and. even… and even itself

Classified america breeds and multiplies

Job For A Cowboy Psychological Immorality

It began under the dictatorship of a dark lord with the mindset of world supremacy set in years past

Our nation picked up the pieces of a slain giant and continued to shape a psychological immorality

Mind control on mass scale in post war endeavors, a shameful instrument once used to take over the deteriorating world

Unspeakable experiments cast on the on the blameless with no justification or rational reasoning

Deprivation of food, withering the helpless into fading, cadaverous bodies corroding at the mouth

Forced sleeplessness, causing the brain to malfunction and shut down, leaving the patients to fall into mental illness

Immense shock treatment and drug intake injected at the vein to degrade the human body and its weakening organs

Blackening all luminescence to puzzle the mind to create dread of the time that lay ahead

A discharged invasion of the mind, a program now Americanized

Job For A Cowboy Summon The Hounds

Summon the servants that are chained at the throat by a tarnished chain only devoted to their prosperous fathers

A grip so tight it bruises the neck when the beast exhales the horror’s that settle internally

Galloping toward immoral intent with the set bounties on the heads of the righteous

The dismantled bodies given back for validation and gratuity to amuse the gods of fortune

The itching appetite grows as these hounds unearth the leaders and thieve on the lives of the weak beneath them

Aggravation dissolves into a joyous laughter as the oppressors loan vows to benefit the wealthy

And cast down the frail hero by hero slaughtered in vain, assassinations of demigods in secrecy

A never ending pattern to cast down the frail and throne the elite

Job For A Cowboy Bearing The Serpent’s Lamb

This virgin churns on the back of her own indisposed and throbbing body.

Nauseated she chokes on her own vomit emitted from her distended and desiccated throat.

Weak and obscured this woman’s body begins to convulse and twitch in her now soiled sheets with an abdomen beginning to flourish as her ribs now unhinge and shift.

Beneath the rib cage lay a sweltering child.

A child forcing and pushing outward for decampment of his mother’s womb.

Bearing a bastard child.

Bearing what is now the son of the new world’s lord.

Bearing the serpent’s lamb.

Overwhelmed she grows debilitated and weak.

Staying attentive becomes more burdensome, a struggle to stay awake as her body starts to contract, she mutters one conclusive, crowning breath.

“Why would such a God allow such deep evil? Theodicy!”

The curtains are slowly lowered over her solitary and meaningless life.

Her chest lay open, a gaping wound revealing the damage left inside.

Her own body only used to mask the beast that dwelled internally.

This orphan child scowls over the remains of his birth given origin, his own mother – only to grow through his adolescence to clench the name of the Antichrist.

Job For A Cowboy Signature Of Starving Power

Let the money glutton kings recommence

Their laws with a hushed signature of starved power.

Silently wielding their supremacy

Blindly over the heads of a shackled empire.

A thirst so immense that it violently chokes the majority rule

To have absolutely no clout.

A nation stripped naked of all rights from the fingertips

Of ravenous dictating wolves.

So simple for them to justify, so utterly effortless to execute.

The crowned kings spoon feed a crippling and fear mongering agenda.

With new commandments birthed and implanted,

They compose phobias from the running blood of thousands.

Stand before your corporate Gods

Intoxicated on money and power.

Let the money glutton kings recommence

Their laws with a hushed signature of starving power.

A thirst so immense that it violently chokes the majority rule

To have absolutely no clout.

A nation stripped naked of all rights

From the fingertips of ravenous dictating wolves.

So simple for them to justify, so utterly effortless to execute.

The crowned kings spoon feed a crippling and fear mongering agenda.

The crowned kings spoon feed a crippling and fear mongering agenda.

With new commandments birthed and implanted,

They compose phobias from the running blood of thousands.

[Solo]

A thirst so immense that it violently chokes the majority rule

To have absolutely no clout.

A nation stripped naked of all rights

From the fingertips of ravenous dictating wolves.

Job For A Cowboy Imperium Wolves

Place your ear to the ground and cringe from the sound

For the authority driven wolves strut closer with a mocking grin etched across their faces

Marching along with tucked shirts and rust covered badges of acknowledgment

Choking on their triggers and sweeping their unjust under the damp crimson rug

Prejudice? discrimination? or just for amusement and exploitation?

A broken record that continues to breed, a dismembered system that everlastingly succeeds

Tonight this adolescent says hello to his ruination,

Tomorrow the wolves continue their domination

Domination!

Place your ear to the ground and cringe from the sound

For the authority driven wolves strut closer with a mocking grin etched across their faces

Marching along with tucked shirts and rust covered badges of acknowledgment

Choking on their triggers and sweeping their unjust under the damp crimson rug

A broken record that continues to breed, a dismembered system that everlastingly succeeds

Tonight this adolescent says hello to his ruination

Tomorrow the wolves continue their domination

Tomorrow the wolves continue their domination

Prejudice? discrimination? or just for amusement and exploitation?

Prejudice? discrimination? or just for amusement and exploitation?

Prejudice? discrimination? or just for amusement and exploitation?

Job For A Cowboy Entombment Of A Machine

It bleeds! It breathes!

What stands before us, is not a machine

It breathes, it will bleed and it will dream!

[Scream]

Its body is covered in hundreds of wires.

and a mouth that attempts to speak, it attempts to lie

Only murmurs, collapse from its jaws.

And a world, a world without,

A world without you.

but I rise. the dead will pride

it breathes, beyond this life,

so sleep, sleep among us, hesitate no more

En….tomb-men….of-a-ma…chine (entombment of a machine)

We kneel and we plead for no mourning ahead of us,

With only delayed movements, from its figure, we all begin to strain.

Entombment of a machine

Entombment of a machine

What stands before us is not a machine

What stands before us is not a machine

My legs weaken at the site of this damaged program,

This program kept you breathing, it kept you alive.

These circuits diffused once more.

Its body is covered in hundreds of wires.

Only murmurs collapse from its Scream

Entombment of a Machine

But I saw It Die.

But I saw it die

But I Saw It Dead.

But I saw It Die.

I saw it die

I Watched it DIE!

Job For A Cowboy Execution Parade

Hell breaks open with the drop of a synthetic plague

With flames marching and consuming the roofs of thousands. (Thousands)

Frigid ammunition streams and buries into the howling blameless

Butchering them to their feet.

Immersed with guilt the armed horde

Tread through their unspeakable execution parade.

Honor and acclaim simply masked

By falsified journalism of a gutted soldier.

Now fallaciously lay the flag on your lifeless heroes

With a delusion of holy devotion and pride.

Spread and unfurl your poster boy

Deception to the mindless believers.

Immorally manipulate the ignorant

Swarms for the sake of soiled wealth.

[Solo]

Hell breaks open with the drop of a synthetic plague

With flames marching and consuming the roofs of thousands.

Frigid ammunition streams and buries into the howling blameless

Butchering them to their feet.

[Solo]

Frigid ammunition streams and buries into the howling blameless

Butchering them to their feet.

Hell breaks open.

Hell breaks open with the drop of a synthetic plague

With flames marching and consuming the roofs of thousands.