Anita Violet Amini

I crossed a line lou lee

I shot Sheriff

I shot Deputy

I did it happily

I crossed a line

to never go back again

I have got to tame my own Fire

this time

He is not here

And

on my own, on my own

I've got to own, I've got to own

to chant, to chant

sing without a voice

“I’ve got strong hands, I’ve got strong hands”

And then to believe it enough

to do it enough

Do it again

to never go back again

and never come back again

Going black undercover

to just discover me in you

This time is the real thing

and there is no one else here

and hasn’t been for years and years and years and years

Wouldn’t be for years and years and years and years

I called for 'Action!'

Now I’m getting loads of blood

from even your scorning, jeering, tears,

tear-down fools and ‘Blue Angel’ clowns

All lit up, floating like balloons

I don’t know what to do

then I know what to do

I’m on fire with no rules

Unencumbered dances dangerously

So Danger Honey

I'm going to burn

before I can be practical like you

Practical like you

speak with a calm rationality

Unanesthetized

while children still get raped and die

for our honey

To hear to get on with life,

make a deal, smile, move forward, happily

But for now

I’ve lost my appetite

is that why

the girls

have gotten

so so thin

this year

Those walking,

posing,

compliant

corpses

are all so close

to death,

and

so empty in hell,

they are all beyond dying

And there is no sympathy

or empathy

Or understanding

for the eternally damned

Going to start over, tired of going over, and over and over

going over every hurt, pain and yes

fishes have feelings too

And I’m thinking

If you’re thinking like a sociopath

then that makes something a little bit

wrong with you

and your whole world

and they are all your children too

And it is all a reflection on me and you

We got bloody hands, darling

We came into this time with bloody hands,

bloody feet,

making others bleed

for our honey

We got bloody hands, bloody feet

making children bleed

for our honey

I will scrape mine off

as it will no longer

wash away

This is the time for Action

Not to hide away

from my black hole Sundays

And the man in the desert told me to say

and tell them

If you just perpetuate the Nightmare, the nightmares continue

And then that’s all you get.

that’s all I get from you

that’s all I got for you

that’s what I got for you and them

and this madness

even your science is an art

spitting in God’s face

I hope your happy now

I hope you can begin to learn now

I’ve got no compassion now

But that’s all you need

And isn’t that just funny

ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha

just like that clip for BHS’s ‘Something’

raping a baby squirrel for footage will catch up with you

will catch up with all of us

Remember before you're dead

And the Good news is we all die

And no one can take their black amex or private jets

boats in Monaco built

within an unspeakable sin

I hear and see them screaming,

We are all sick and dying….

Why are the only ones who understand, the ones that already know it?

Those of us that are that free

know we all share the weight of this responsibility

And so we keep on marching,

We've all been drafted into a world of good and evil

from the moment we are born

into a beautiful world cursed

with our own very breath and hand