Genghis Khan
Savan DePaul
Oh my god, I’ve scorched the earth I rest on
But that don’t matter, therefore, I just press on
Who the hell am I if not for loose screw held by lug nut?
Not thug once but I’m consumed with bloodlust
What propels me to pursue conflict?
Every time I reference dropships, it only adds to the mosh pit
I become an ignorant-soaked infidel obsessed with war
I possess a malice infested core
But a certain part of me targets weak parties and brings out the warlord animal man in me
Rampantly
I begin to spread like a scourge and wipeout clans singlehandedly
What about the tragedy?
It must be my hubris
Or maybe insanity
But all of you knew this
I regret this, it’s all gone wrong
Am I Savan?
Or am I Genghis Khan?