Pitiless Chains Lyrics

Impious and naïve to gods of rightful worth
the wild blooded bullion is shackled into rings
feathers and strings fall from tarnished hides

Along shores in distant lands they squabbled over seashells
fortune fell upon the most adorned in trivials
hands and faces painted to imply their feigned importance
but cowardly yelps emanate from their weary mouths

Bundles of assmen earned by imperium
iron helmed commanders whip them into baskets
A merciless institution of fortune enchains
granting quick deaths to the expired and the maimed
promises of blisters for their rightful hands
blood on the knuckles of mighted Roman bands

Herded into fences locked into sexes
sorted like marbles their bloodline ignored
be them dark or be them fair
a bounty for the Roman race they hold

From the ancient Afric sands to the moderns of Sicily
droves of man fishers ride with hastened purpose
to dominate tribal unions with their vacancy
and slave cages stocked with worthy vetted tools
guilded for sport or bathed in oils
the prices are set for the sexed and the fought pitiless ends

Children built from malcontent
skirmishless vaginas reveal a tired womb
clitless atrocities built for breeding cease

Voiceless tears are heard throughout the camps
with pattering semen and the clattering of chains
slave kins create sacrificial heredity
and labored promiscuity promises pedagogy

Canceled humanities hobble single footed
living at the end of the linked chain
death comes not as a thief to these
but a welcome guest in midwinter's eve