Blinded By

Supple is the padder
 Splatter this sin
  With chains wrapped around my veins
   And a sinner within
  But what is this religion
 What's this faith behind arms
Armory, catastrophe
 Political atrophy
  Smoking it away day by day
   this hot blaze is a-blazin
  My inferno dulled to a creeping purple
 And the geography of a blind man
The buzzing in my ear
 The buzz that I have
  Bottled whiskey
   And my good friend Maryjane