God, save the children
They can't catch their own
caustic tears
They can't drown their own
acerbate fears
They're so cold
Shivering as they burn in the
Abyss of the funeral of their future
Their your future. What will happen
When hope, ambition and prosperity becomes
extinct among the youth of today and
The only alternative is a world of
Subhumans controlled by unholy wrath?
What will happen?
They can't buy their own caskets.
Confidential absence of truth is not acceptable.
They're not stupid. Doxology can't help you live forever.
God, save the children.
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Written July 9th, 2004
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