Friday, August 29, 2008

These colours don't run.

Diplomacy
just doesn't work you see.
When you're dealing with
such an extremity
Because their war is a war
on humanity.
Preemptively, speaking,
a strike is the option.
Which gives us dues
of creativity.

Because we're different races
different faces.
Our insides are rearranged
in opposite places.
We'll win all of this,
and keep the death on their soil.
They fight for blood.
We, for blood and oil.

So if it returns and stars getting you down.
Just pretend you're not hearing the sounds.
Of holes being punched on voters cards.
Or our holy cause exchanging machine gun rounds.

One day those animals might all see.
The flaws of their sac religious ideology.
And D.C. will continue,
to let god run the country.
Red, white and blue.
Blood, shit and money.

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