used to run the rat race
before the rats took over the place
now the rats run in my mind
running away from time
running away from the ties that bind
running towards some kind of dying light
comes alive on xmas nights
new religions born, new christs
rats with eyes that blind
world cup rats that ignite
the rat folk dreams of the restless kind
rats that breed, bred to kill
rats running around chasing thrills
used to be a rat in the greatest maze
chased those thrills of her violent gaze
knowing that is all a lie
so we zen out in the mountains
until the army comes asking for taxes
to join their killing machines
crackwhores in crackhouses with crackbaby rats
rats running around looking for other rats to race
starving rats looking for mothers love
the rat mothers of rat gods
until the aliens came
and took it all and turned us into robot rats
otherwise known as humans
MARKUS NYLUND
Web Log 2007-2025
MARKUS NYLUND
Web Log 2007-2025