The Master Butcher's Apron

The sun never sets

The blood never dries

The selfless sacrifice

Of the butchers maligned

The sun never sets

The blood never dries

Lest we forget

The sun never sets

Teardrops never dry

This deathless bloodshed

Of the whetted knives

For your sons you never wept

The fruitless sacrifice

Of the master butchers

Never trusted in the dark

Pecuniary villeinage

A decaying realm to rapine and plunder

Like maggots colonizing

Contagious disease contaminating

Expansionist plague to pillage & conquer

The union of cruciate & saltire

The callous cruciate & saltire

To beneficiate the graveyard of empire

In the name of his tyrannical majesty

To serve the imperialist tragedy

A cruel serving sovereignty

A subjugating murderous monarchy

Recollections of the past, revised, laundered, tainted & poisoned

But I'll raise a toast to the memory of those who served in the

West African squadron

Merciful overlords

In the name of diabolical oligarchy

In the kingdom of demise rules supremacy

Solipsistic crowned nobility

Stern reigning gunboat diplomacy

Recollections of the past, revised, condemn, taint & poison

But I'll raise my glass to the memory of the wretches who

Served in the preventative squadron

I salute

Those who tugged at the master butcher's apron strings

The sun never sets

The blood never dried

The fruitless sacrifice

Of the butchers benign

The sun it never sets

The blood never dries

Lest we forget

That the master butchers still whet their knives