Rifles for arms
                       I'm pushing up daises
                                                             ­ The cross hairs become mine
                                                             ­                                            My affinity

                                                             ­                                                                                      A life time to find
                                                             ­                                                                                                      A coffin's rest
                                                             ­                                                                 ­                         We embrace slaughter
                                                             ­                                                                             Unintentionally

                                            I ring the bells and run the streets-
                                          Up and through to let you know
              I am still alive?
    I am still
Alive


Breathing seething

  Original sin

Oh' wars turn gears
Wind back again

 Cast your stones

Bag of skin striving pulsing

   Upon my leaving

                              I am moving death
                                                             ­       With eloquent conviction

                                                                                                                     Rifles for arms I am pushing
                                                             ­                             Daises to fill the plots of land

                                                      The drought that overtakes
        The grasses

Fingers triggers smoking hands