The Axiom

Every motherfucker wants a bonny cap
A right and proper gentleman's chapeau
A target for the cannon in my hand
Your preening essence scattered in the snow

Am I alive am I alive I cry
If I don't apply The Axiom I die

Every motherfucker cries a helpless cry
The weak give up...laid fodder for the strong
I close my eyes and hope I live to tell
Breathless await a stronger man than I

Am I alive, am I alive I cry
Pray the axiom deliver us alive
Time to choose a side, time to choose a side
Will I live to see The Axiom applied?