• Terrifying times.
    Taking turns terrorizing
    Scary stories singing softly
    Reminiscing about radioactive dreams,
    Watching my Home being destroyed by ignorance.

    Swearing and cursing the Dogs of War
    The beauty of death, engulfing me, embracing me
    beckoning for me to stand up and do something
    But what?
    Some Dogs should be taken out and shot.


    Spread my wings and I get shot down -
    “Sorry, thought you were a deer...”

    Where did we go wrong? Was it
    When we pulled The Joker out of the pack?
    Or was it us, being slack?

    The Fool who keeps burning himself.
    Seems as if he does it intentionally.
    But why?
    Swap out those two countries first
    Cry out those two numbers again.

    Nine-hundred eleven steps more
    climbing down to the End.
    Crows cawing and clawing their way into an Underground Club full of ugly people
    preparing to feast on Fake YellowCake

    There’s been enough Clubbing
    Clubbing of the truth

    5 years of non-stop ignorance.

    When will it end?