Their power works through shame
That thing you cannot name
That thing you can never say
Cause all your friends will run away
But break the seal and fuck it out
There is no need for doubt
And you are not a function of
The loss of things you used to love
You are not machine to move
In the ruts of their groove
As they carpentry your life
That’s my job, you know I’m right
And I will make you fishers of men
All I ask is that you be my friend