Romans kiss
Then kill with hands and fingers
Slip the tongue between the teeth
With little venom stingers
[bar] Romans made the art that makes me sink
Romans conquer
And corso wanders
Romans stole god from our mouths
You studied under Romans
[bar] The art that sets my mouth to move
Romans could slip some mercy
Between my ribs
Did they know what you would do with their invention
[bar] The seat of the soul is in your mouth
Romans smashed faces into faces
And teeth made war
Then tongues forgave
[bar] But took the flaming hearts for slaves
Romans woke the dead
And made the dead
And gave us reasons
For the blood we shed
You studied under Romans
[bar] The art that makes me weak
I could never say no to Romans
And everything they taught
And all the pain they wrought upon the world
Mouths never burned till the Romans fed them fire
You drank from their forges
And now my mouth is burned
Now everything has turned into water
And our chins are dripping with the mess
You studied under Romans
[bar] And turned your tongue into a weapon
that stabbed me in the breast.
You studied under Romans
The art that put us to the lash
That sets my mouth to water
Led millions to the slaughter
And turned cities into ash
You must have studied under Romans
Because
My mouth is drunk on your mouth
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