転びもの

They asked me to smile, and they punched my teeth out
A liar’s knife in my spine
“Spit out your tongue, plugging your throat.”
Teeth marks and all, “Ugly and quiet forever.”

白雪しか
見えぬ道こそ
過ちぞ
我らの皆が
すぐに死ぬらむ

A thousand travelers in search of solace
From self and surroundings
Are silenced instead
Despite all their debts
Despite all their failures
Followed with faith in bloody footprints

Put your shoulder to the wagon
Put your shoulder to the organization
Put your shoulder in, push away
Or be crushed beneath the wheel

The light on the hill
It crackles and hums
A thousand flies dead inside
Eyes wide open, mind glued shut
My ears bleed
Grey stains in the pews

Wolves in sheep's clothing
Sheep in a business suit
Kill them off faster than you can recruit
Open a factory
Enlarge a phylactery
Use big words, keep them humble

You’re just roadkill
A lump of flesh still feeling
転びもの、いざ進め