We are

We are the rotting corpse
That strides the earth
We are the neural path
formed from a lifetime of silence
We are the collapsed vein
of every addict's final moment
We are the written word
written by the word for the word
We are the ragged mess
that is the dilettante's true garb
We are the snowy peak
attempted by the Beast
We are the bleeding black
that swallows the westbound sun
We are the hempen noose
around the heretic's neck
We are the red raw lesion
in the side of a leprous body politic
We are
We are