The Master Butcher's Apron

The sun never sets
 The blood never dries
 The selfless sacrifice
 Of the butchers maligned
 The sun never sets
 The blood never dries
 Lest we forget
 The sun never sets
 Teardrops never dry
 This deathless bloodshed
 Of the whetted knives
 For your sons you never wept
 The fruitless sacrifice
 Of the master butchers
 Never trusted in the dark
 Pecuniary villeinage
 A decaying realm to rapine and plunder
 Like maggots colonizing
 Contagious disease contaminating
 Expansionist plague to pillage & conquer
 The union of cruciate & saltire
 The callous cruciate & saltire
 To beneficiate the graveyard of empire
 In the name of his tyrannical majesty
 To serve the imperialist tragedy
 A cruel serving sovereignty
 A subjugating murderous monarchy
 Recollections of the past, revised, laundered, tainted & poisoned
 But I'll raise a toast to the memory of those who served in the
 West African squadron
 Merciful overlords
 In the name of diabolical oligarchy
 In the kingdom of demise rules supremacy
 Solipsistic crowned nobility
 Stern reigning gunboat diplomacy
 Recollections of the past, revised, condemn, taint & poison
 But I'll raise my glass to the memory of the wretches who
 Served in the preventative squadron
 I salute
 Those who tugged at the master butcher's apron strings
 The sun never sets
 The blood never dried
 The fruitless sacrifice
 Of the butchers benign
 The sun it never sets
 The blood never dries
 Lest we forget
 That the master butchers still whet their knives