Degenerate

The years of boiled down sacrifice
Dragging faces against the earth
Condense down to this one moment
Adjudicate my worth

Cut from the stem of favoured ilk unabated
The clans unveil the sham
My culmination castrated

With no fallback ascertained
The judgment burrows in my empty brain

Wallowing in digested remnants
Hiding in the bottom of the barrel
A mere filler for paling hunger
For a ray of light to flint my soul

Banished to exile in a screaming year
Watch the crushing reality of defeat in front of me

If our memory's our one real possession
We only remember victors
A second son in a second-hand world
Only ever second best