Massacre of the Flies (feat. Kieran Scott)

Last summer, open window There's dead birds Rotting in close proximity From the carcass, hundred insects Flying all directions quite dizzily Swarming vortex, in my room Such a humming buzzing nightmare Dilemma granted, whats the solution? It's insecticidal warfare! Vomiting and defecating Musca Domestica posterior Bacterial breeding site Contaminated life renewal Writhing maggots feasting veraciously Hundreds, thousands, millions Spreading pathogens, entirovirus Viral Hepatitis! I stand here with inaction Conflicted, conscience grips me out of nowhere I should not be, killing freely Entomology I should prepare! As I study, this fine swarm A single housefly darts into my mouth! A grossed out trigger Pacifist disfigure Time to take these little bastards out Today, these flies die Deodorant spray, open flame Roasted husks onto the floor Was it worth a half-burning house? I'm fine with this massacre of the flies I will not rest till these fucking housefly's die