Boom, boom
Explosions sound
A birds around
Dropping pellets
Running screaming, the people say
Please stop dropping, for just today
Prayer unanswered, crops destroyed
Beauty now rendered, a lifeless void
Pilot smiles, his job well done
Onto the next town, he found it fun
Medals and glory await his return
All he has to do, is make people burn
Cry and scream, the good it will do
Bird drops the pellets, gone are you
Simple command, life in hand
They say to stand but we can't fight
Bird chooses death and bird is right
All for the money.....is that not tight?

A target in sight
Filled with fright
I must succeed
But this ain't right
Compulsions pull
Yet I'm no fool
This lust, this hunger
It makes me drool
The water below me is now a pool
Swim I must so swim I go
Enter the pond and now I flow
My call is answered and I succeed
In the room I plant my seed
A passion with fashion a Sirens call
Her voice serene, I give my all
The bed was creakin and now it falls
To pieces as I waddle in the sin
I pray I cry is this the end
Why must my love be such a pain
All I wanted was to get some brain
So much fun to run that game
I gotta stop if I am to stay sane

The moon in the sky
    A feeling of fly
  The corona ever bright
This feeling oh-so-right
   The message would appeal
    If they would just get real
     Cuz my ambitions pouring
    I've got no time to ****
   The essence at my feet
  The pulling at my head
The provocations as I sleep
The pounding in my bed
  Life was good when I was lost though  
found I find it better
    Back to the old days when music was good and there was no need for the crimson sweater
   I try and try I must succeed
there is  no other choice
  I will be heard, I will be spoken,
power will be my voice
Business made, money conquered,   passions sliced, that won't suffice
  The breath of the dead are filled with ice
  The passion of the flame ain't nothin nice
Play....and get burned

Wind it blows
Smiling
Running through outstretched
Hands
Waving to a visitor
The young man
Listens
Sun beaming down
In the forest we call
Park