I've tasted love before But never in service of scabbing a cheek And I've purged my flaws By drinking the genes of the meek Tear away, melt away Bulwarks of reinforced distaste Lay prostrate, suffocate Choke on the causal remains Of a wolf made deranged Never unheard, always the first on the scene Extant from the herd, sheltered by propriety (I've tasted love before But never in service of scabbing a cheek And I've purged my flaws By drinking the genes of the meek) Protest Process Protect progress, it's a warning Moses blooms undue You'll either consume or undo It's love in the age of dismay Born of the artist's decay I've tasted mud before You tricked me, you waited until I was weak And force fed me the floor With your boots, behind my teeth You listen to me, to what I reveal Truth is a concept that God can repeal I AM A GOD I AM YOUR GOD I AM ELATION UNFOLDED ANGER BEHELD SADNESS REVULSION LOVE HUMAN EVOLVED Protest Process Protect progress, it's a warning Moses blooms undue You'll either consume or undo It's love in the age of dismay Born of the artist's decay Never say nothing's changed I am the reason that seasons leave lesions on oceans and seas Nothing ventured, apoplectic Wise to tie your failure to providence Bitch Nothing gained, apathetic Just happy to salt the soil My machines need oil My machines need oil Get grinding grief My machines need oil Dredge up what's kept beneath My machines need oil.