A splash of white and blue
As if thrown there by a careless Van Gogh
Is interrupted by a small black speck
A message from the military:
"Stay away from my favorite houses!"
As they sour down to collect what none could reach
You wanna go out there? Be my guest.
The power must swoon with you.
Do you three share advice or happen to know
Exactly what to say?
The muzzle flashes show me your position
The blind dogs swarming the countryside
Have you seen a mutant rampage
As beautiful as this?
In the sunset the pigs turn to gray matter
The clouds become vapor trails
Like the end of this AK
Shelters are scarce and furthermore
Can not be claimed
It's just an ongoing war for refuge
From all the acid rain.
Radiation appears like the haze above a bonfire
But in the middle of a dirt road
And the Bandits want your *****
Mounds of garbage piled on hillsides
Of swaying grass
Facilities, power-lines, bare trees in April
Holes in the sky
Where to turn?
Aug 10, 2010
Aug 10, 2010 at 11:40 AM UTC
A splash of white and blue
As if thrown there by a careless Van Gogh
Is interrupted by a small black speck
A message from the military:
"Stay away from my favorite houses!"
As they sour down to collect what none could reach
You wanna go out there? Be my guest.
The power must swoon with you.
Do you three share advice or happen to know
Exactly what to say?
The muzzle flashes show me your position
The blind dogs swarming the countryside
Have you seen a mutant rampage
As beautiful as this?
In the sunset the pigs turn to gray matter
The clouds become vapor trails
Like the end of this AK
Shelters are scarce and furthermore
Can not be claimed
It's just an ongoing war for refuge
From all the acid rain.
Radiation appears like the haze above a bonfire
But in the middle of a dirt road
And the Bandits want your *****
Mounds of garbage piled on hillsides
Of swaying grass
Facilities, power-lines, bare trees in April
Holes in the sky
Where to turn?
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