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yeah

It's good

••

The lone trail

The lingering sense that the war will
Be a long one

A ****** ******* mess

There will be the 1000 deaths

Only one white stallion shall live

One dragon

With fiery breath

••

Yeah

A ****** life lies ahead

And we shall become
what we dream we are today !

••

The brutal love we bare

The poisonous words we spew so brazenly

The ugly nakedness

Of fornicating bodies

Babbling inane poetic slurs and hate

••

The wild freedom !

WHERE  ?

the night angel tunes we weave

Out of the despair

But we despise ourselves too well

For us to allow

Our love to prevail

//

Insufficient funds  

Lack of trust

Too fearful to touch

We simple wait for the devil's order

And hope we don't suffer
So very much

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Yeah

It is good

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The wars to come

Giving us every excuse we want

The corpses in the street

The hungry child with the gun

And we ?

Helpless victims ( so we claim )

We who are the source of pain

In the shadows

All the while