sasquatch
June 8th, 2009, 11:09 AM
we have heard the whims of madmen drifting through the blackening smoke,
charging through the razorwire, watching our friends choke.
for shattered dreams and poisoned streams the young are sent to die,
but for every war a million more are given thier last rites.
we've fought through time with cutlasses and the roaring iron tank,
seen the mangled corpses and the bones beneath the tracks.
how many seeking glory swabbed thier own blood from the decks?
It's nothing to the maniacs, for whom we have to thank.
well the sky glows red with toxic dust and some unholy fires,
we'll mount a million bodies upon ever growing pyres.
The Generals in thier silken robes will ever be above,
for time has ground the common grunt into the seething mud.
One day we'll raise the hellfire and we'll boil raging seas,
forgotten poor will bring the rich men trembling to thier knees.
A host of screaming spirits, thirsting only for revenge.
Against those pampered royalty for whom they met their ends!
just a random poem/song thing *shrug* :)
charging through the razorwire, watching our friends choke.
for shattered dreams and poisoned streams the young are sent to die,
but for every war a million more are given thier last rites.
we've fought through time with cutlasses and the roaring iron tank,
seen the mangled corpses and the bones beneath the tracks.
how many seeking glory swabbed thier own blood from the decks?
It's nothing to the maniacs, for whom we have to thank.
well the sky glows red with toxic dust and some unholy fires,
we'll mount a million bodies upon ever growing pyres.
The Generals in thier silken robes will ever be above,
for time has ground the common grunt into the seething mud.
One day we'll raise the hellfire and we'll boil raging seas,
forgotten poor will bring the rich men trembling to thier knees.
A host of screaming spirits, thirsting only for revenge.
Against those pampered royalty for whom they met their ends!
just a random poem/song thing *shrug* :)