Tyrant

Lately I’ve become the tyrant

I’ll bludgeon all who dare oppose me

Every whisper is a needle

Pressed into my skin

Order will become the ointment

To appease the jilted masses

And silence will become the banner

A herald of what’s to come

We must drag the bodies from the river

Before you start to question me

I am the consequence of this disconnection

The prophet of your demise

I am the product of this misdirection

A harbinger and I’ll cut you down to size

Someone had to wear the mantle

To keep these factions from colliding

Should I have left you to spit at each other?

No, I had to intervene

I’ll give you ample motivation

To embrace my wild suggestions

This is exactly what you asked for

And I’m happy to oblige

I am the consequence of this disconnection

The prophet of your demise

I am the product of this misdirection

A harbinger of what is to come

Greeted by silence

I begin my address

(I answer to no-one)

(I answer to no-one)

Thank you all for your attendance

Your support is duly noted

Someone had to cut away the cancer

Try to salvage what remains

Eye for an eye

Eye for an eye

Eye for an eye

Throw more petrol on the fire