Draw Japan

Butcher the paper with a ravenous pen, Carving out trees and scoring skin Animals too placed in plastic cages, carted around these filthy pages I will draw Japan Spectres holding sceptres with fingers thin, empty vessels a*serting, We are still King, we are still King Black stuff running like nosebleed danger Swarming towards the scource of the noise I will draw Japan, with fervent hands Black cells depict a foreign land ,I draw Japan Sleeping city emits no sound, in this compound No beast awalks, in this compound No beast awalks, in this compound I will draw Japan with a ravenous pen, hungry for oil and iron and tin To your left a concrete factory, smoke billows, fists punch, Victory! And my hands start shaking, and Japan starts shaking And I begin to draw out Japan, in the shape of a man Seen rushing through a market town, through the compound No beast awalks in this compound No beast awalks in this compound