...to the innards of the prey

A sudden change in climate
Elemental faith, obliged to predict
A martyr for the cause
The profit of the modern world
For the maniacal reign, now pause

Under a fallacious banner of objectivity stems contextual mutilation
Stunned and distended, we seek to extend our duration
As a circling flock of vultures we drift above the stranded
A myriad of decaying cultures surrender to our standards

Beasts will feat it
Men will worship it
And equipped with an appetite for sapience
The scavengers abate their transience

Bowing their heard to the innards of prey
Bowing our heads to the closing of the day
Collaborating in obedience, the ideologue our intoxication
Inebriated, we paint desperate flags of demarcation