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Sep 2014
Dresden was in flames
our misguided leader dead
so taking off my uniform now dammed
I was going back to the hog farm

My city once beautiful, is now in ruins
the rubble and the dead are everywhere
little children clutching their mothers
all charred in deaths despairs

He wanted us all to die
when push came to shove
and god he did a job on us
in the name of the third *****

Nowhere to turn now
nowhere to hide
looks like I'm going to the hog farm
and there for eternity, to reside

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Christos Andreas Kourtis
Written by
Christos Andreas Kourtis  London UK
(London UK)   
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