First We Kill The King

Language can make your face explode.
Language can change the world.
Such is the power of language.
Take, fuck you!
Or, You, take fuck!
Sometimes there are will-o’-the-wisp words
Which refuse to show themselves,
Even if you ask nicely.
And when you get fed up you scream,
You, take fuck!

First we kill the king.
You cool with that?
I’m cool if you’re cool.
We cool? Right? We cool?
Yeah. We cool.
Cool.
First we kill the king.
Then we gather
In song and prayer,
And we chant these words
So plain and fair…
“The fields you burned,
The lives you stole,
You, take fuck your blackened soul!”

And then what?
And then we kill the queen.