Each and every subject's
Easily erased
Each model reduced
To black and white figures on a page
Portraits of new monsters
An old image retraced
Paint it all with numbers
A dostortion of common shapes
Broken down and rebuilt
Servitude in relief
Sculpted to be ruins
For a landscape of pride and belief
Two thousand feet above
A thousand miles away
Nemesis needs no face
For this reconceptualization of s***e
May good fortune strike us blind
ay we see nor their eyes
May they wear our masks so bold
May t hese toung hearts beat cold
That we may destroy all our enemies
I don't see or understand
Why or where these men stand
But empathy alone
Could stay this failed artist's hand
Easily erased
Each model reduced
To black and white figures on a page
Portraits of new monsters
An old image retraced
Paint it all with numbers
A dostortion of common shapes
Broken down and rebuilt
Servitude in relief
Sculpted to be ruins
For a landscape of pride and belief
Two thousand feet above
A thousand miles away
Nemesis needs no face
For this reconceptualization of s***e
May good fortune strike us blind
ay we see nor their eyes
May they wear our masks so bold
May t hese toung hearts beat cold
That we may destroy all our enemies
I don't see or understand
Why or where these men stand
But empathy alone
Could stay this failed artist's hand