Private Defense Contractor

So, The bud disappears when the blossom breaks through

And all that you knew takes the pain that you knew

Private defence contractor sitting in the sun

Doesn't care, doesn't need to run

So, He wears a golden helmet in the market of Um

That's what we do carrying a gun

Our enemies are here and over there

Underground in the sea floating in the air

So, Decline purchase Transformation Stage

Senile up our holy Unit human cage

Politics of death, bottom of between

Rustic Vampire going for the grain

So, In my fantasy world, the owl has flown

Cryptic signs say crawl under the throne

May the happy church hold you

Police priest your body for evermore