Napalm

Napalm 12/8/2011

A crack has opened up
And a fire ignited
Fuel for a rebellion
Burning across the countryside
In a black trail of death.

I’ve got my Irish whiskey
And I’ve got my gasoline
With death in my eyes
And blood in my mouth.

We are marked
And we are judged
But we no longer fear
Because what can man ever do
That is worse than what we see.

The tail wags the dog
And the bottom feeders
Eat all the food
Stealing everything they can
And running away to hide.

But no one can hide forever
And keep their secrets hidden
Because we are here to search
And we are here to destroy.

It shouldn’t be a surprise
Because you have known it all along
That nothing lasts forever
And this farce has run its course.

Animals can’t rule the streets forever
And the ignorant can’t always win
So they have gamed all the systems
To steal what others earned.

No one tells the truth
And the good are mercilessly ridiculed
Skewing all reality just to fit their opinion
And leading us all into ruin.

Mere words are just not enough
Cheaply bought and turned around
Useless against the selfish
And the spiritually condemned.

They chant and they grasp
Because they have no mind of their own
Willingly led, robbed and programmed
Into narcissism and pride.

They crush those who tell the truth
And any who dare to challenge
Digging through their trash
And laying snares in their path.

A media culture complex run amok
And dragging us all downhill
But now it’s time to burn the curtains
And see who waits behind.

They will pardon killers
And call them heroes
Because of the hate
They hold in their hearts.

But they shall all fade away
Because you can’t make something
Out of nothing
And you can’t breed a soul.

The nights are full of terror
But soon they shall be reclaimed
In a one sided blow of justice
As they scatter in all directions.

The death bombs shall explode
And rain acid and fire
Reducing to dust all that stand
And blowing them away.

A voice in the distance
Is speaking from the past
A prophecy and a warning
Shining a light upon the lies.

When the sun is blotted out
The good time friends cower
And run for safety
But he who stands against it now
Shall forever be honored.