Why Won't He Break

Indulging in the calamities Nun's faces down in the mud near the ridge Are their backs as strong as their faith? The soldiers march on a human bridge Gorge with lust until they're fat with pride Elevate through the darkness out of the mind Bruise the back with your sharp tongue Push down on his head and crush his lungs Laugh out loud 'til he goes deaf Tear at the heart within his chest His rob of flesh he won't deny Use ignorance to crush the apple of his eye Part the garments, smell the clothes The scent of death lingers in your nose The anger is ripe until the veins explode Hold him down, lay on the stone