SS (February 12th,1986 / Preston, Lancashire, England)


The land shakes with the deathly roar
The lushness is burnt into barren waste
Trees like towers fall as the death wails past
The clouds anger and weep
The sun flees the inevitable end
Silence falls and the quiet is not welcome
For the monster still hunts
And the monster still kills
And the people wake to see the desolation
Its Vietnam.1965.
And the Yanks have scorched the earth.

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war's business... most of it is killing! ! ! and even today, business is very good. war destroys everything, when there's enough good things on this planet... for everybody.