1. Predator
They live beneath the ruined city call the subways home
anxiously wait to see the sun and a land as of yet unknown
gone below to escape the death of the nuclear winter
ice and darkness due penance for the sinners
six generations 200 years later
their ancestors crawl from their holes
hungry and frightened and barely surviving
they're tired of living like moles
up on the surface a fate worse
than dying meeting the end of the food chain
teeth yielding pain
I sense that living human beings dwell below my feet
an important source of protein, you are what you eat
post Armageddon, neo-barbaric,
the nuclear warriors due battle
to satiate our hunger we breed human beings as cattle
hunting in packs ready for the attack
we eat our prey raw-rabid animals
frothing and ripping the carcass
we're stripping our own yes we're cannibals
eat or eaten beat or beaten
I am on my life rest assure a predator
broken splintered bones, boiling blood
torn and bleeding skin
blackened burning flesh melting fat
amputated limbs
eviscerated, lungs torn out
heart ripped from the chest
decapitated, a meal of
vagina and breasts
Eyes plucked from sockets, gaping holes
through which picking brains
phlebophilia love of blood
life spills from the veins
I detect the scent of prey by
her menstruation
you have been chosen the main course
Congratulations!
-Bon Appetite
3. Male Supremacy
I live to war it's in my blood if I want it I take
the men I've killed the children slaves
and all the woman I've raped
between my legs I've got what it takes to be called a man
fighting, feasting, fucking all I can
moonlight on horseback till death we will ride
northern winds pushing us towards suicide
Mars god of war masturbating in rage
wild libido I've freed from its cage
Male Supremacy
I eat the brains from my enemy's head
I proudly wear their scalps
I burn their towns to the ground to me the prisoners bow
muscle, sweat, long hair and dirt leather, fur and chains
my uniform torn and worn covered with blood stains
testosterone mates with adrenaline
bearing a son of insane aggression
woman will never know or understand
the power men feel to kill with their hands
After the war I come home weak and sore
I fall into your arms
we lie by the fire
you feed my desire with me safe and warm
outside the wind blows cold
inside the embers glow shelter from the storm
Years been away I fought night and day
for my land and my king
woman it's true
I do battle for you, you my everything
when on the fur I make love to her
how her body sings