The gallows are in demand.

And there will be no omission.

There is nowhere to hide from the storm that’s coming.

We’ve been on your back for what feels like forever now.

And like vultures circling, we long to feed

Was there ever a reason?

Are you so eager to burn?

You’ve got to watch what you say.

You’ve nothing left to give but our hunger’s never sated.

Always a live wire.

We’ll keep that in mind.

You’ll be left for the flames when we’ve taken what we needed.

So, try to piss on your bonfire.

We will never relent.

Mercy is not on the table.

In time, you will become a cautionary tale.

If this is the gamification of our reality.

Then who am I to refuse a perfect hand?

It was always a gamble.

Now all the walls are closing in and there is no escape.

You’ve nothing left to give but our hunger’s never sated.

Always a live wire.

We’ll keep that in mind.

You’ll be left for the flames when we’ve taken what we needed.

So, try to piss on your bonfire.

There will be no quarter, we will take it all.

You’ll reap all that you’ve seeded.

We’ll tie you to a stake.