Follow every vein down every horsebound way
Kettle's whistling and the boatman waves
Slaughters's coming from Kali's blade
Constructed omens are growing
(Don't ask who isn't knowing)
Thunder's rolling over streams diseased
That brought all past kings down to their greedy knees
True apocalypse riders anticipate & ride dark waves
While toxicity builds under future days
February calling down
A cast bound king with a shit faced frown
I'll have to carry February into the future
