Bleeding Knight

From the Lifesmith Group album, "Blather."

I'm your clean bleeding knight in white shining anger
Culture considered, a grounded cliffhanger
Your less-than-casual canine reconnoiter
Who points bony fingers at the ethical goiter
That blisters the face of the trained elephant's ass.

I'm your ragged champion with sore raging voice
Whose gleaming petard is some retard's hoist
Raw screams withheld in defiant meditation
Scrapes up the highway of an unwise nation
Steering his own toward a better tomorrow.

I'm your untied rough and tumble slugger
Whose taken some shots from ignorance mugger
Scarred but smiling, bloody through my teeth
This creamy rain will drown your foolish belief
That money and power are worth your all.

I'm your beacon of truth in a sea of dead ringers
Doggerel you'll pry away from my cold fingers
Ascendancy's doorstep I'll tread like an exile
In Buddhic forgiveness unknown you revile
For you're dumbstruck in dark western towers.

I'm your siren of strength in a miasma of doom
Whose words amongst many they wish to entomb
Puppets abound performing malfeasance aplenty
Yanked by their sinews, no more twenty-twenty
Vision impaired and the best glasses can't help.

I'm a loudspeaker of quiet in a din of disaster
The sobering calm for a drunken slave master
Still bold often brazen yet aged wiser, discreet
Thoughts crawl your mind's alley damnation's receipt
You'll know I was right once I'm dead and gone.