Little Blue Blade by Anechka The Rabbit

Irreverent, never could be solemn.
Anger wasn't T. Turns out it was a me problem.
Was an A, tried to put me in the B column.
See the writing on my head? I'm a she-golem.

A single letter makes the Emet, Meth.
The jagged ink lines between truth and death.
If the word's impure, you won't heed the lesson.
Watch your body seek acceptance as a permanent weapon.

I bore witness to infernos raging out on the plain.
And I focused them down to a little blue flame.
And I use the little flame to assign what I feel
To a little blue blade that can cut through steel.

And abominations fall beneath my even temper.
Will you seek redemption or redeem the center
Of esteemed assenters? Will you seek the answer?
Let the little blue blade cut out the cancer.

Sovereignty, commonly assigned to big drama.
Devilish ghosts designed to eat up.
Think the motherfucker metaphysics pause inside the big comma.
Servile silence must be corrupt.

Wanna take em by the jugular, lay em flat
In the six positions on the ugly mat.
Take a baseball bat and with six collisions,
Smug precision, take your vision back.

And I saw the little Gods that reside in the earth.
And I suddenly knew what the focus was worth.
And sympathy's sweat from divine directors
Rendered little ol me these Gods' protector.

And abominations fall beneath my even temper.
Will you seek redemption or redeem the center
Of esteemed assenters? Will you seek the answer?
Let the little blue blade cut out the cancer.

Samples:
1. Glass Onion, The Beatles
2. Vitamin C, Can
3. 74-75, Sonny Sharrock
4. Enter the Dragon, Bruce Lee
5. Verklärte Nacht, Arnold Schoenberg