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Poem...may be too long? |
Rot-Gut-Fire lyrics, music... howardmc12 Let's make a jolly toast! The waning world's outside. Awakened from a coma, we'll watch it all subside... Let's check the news and view the stoic monks on fire! I'll dive into a cesspool. You'll claw into the mire. The world is burning slowly, like a funeral pyre. Sinning, spinning, churning, swirling, struggling to survive! Dreams have come and gone and passed. Scenes of detriment, engraved and iron-cast! Looked in the mirror, saw red rivers in my eyes. Burning books and bridges, agonized by Rotgut-Fire! Is there rhyme or reason to insanity? It's all, in a nutshell, relative to me. Were you back there when the sea rejoined itself? The army lost there was sadly on its way to seethe in Hell! Woke up from a coma just today. Took my last Soma. How could I really feel this old? Is Armageddon coming soon? In truth, who really knows? With guns and hatred facing off, the underside of nicety's exposed! Exposed! Love lost, shame, death, blood-shot red eyes.... Islam is on the rise! Let's share a toast to a Rot-gut-Fire! To all the rivers red. With maps inside our eyes, we're vegetated, sated, satisfied! I'm vegetated now, vegetated, sated, satisfied. Let's propose a toast to the red, running rivers in our eyes! |