Demander Commander

Demander Commander upon the battle field a shoutin’
For all the flowers to pop up upon your victories
And weave between all the ventricles of all the hearts affected
And if I could I would throw you in the ground
In a nice compacted space
For a chance to open your eyes to who you are
And it’s only you that will rest in this place
It’s only you that you would have to hear from
It’s only you and there are no flowers