Drawn and Quartered

Darwin read what he wrote and it all became so clear
This is evolution; theory, principle, fact
He can’t turn the tables on the real
Add it up and it still equals four
Drawn and quartered in the prime of his life
Documentation is useless
A year later gone and forgotten
Nothing makes sense after a year
With no remorse we walked away
The vultures made due with what was left
This is an endless cycle
Of destruction and reformation
There is no beginning nor end