Oct 14 1992
Incurable Ways
Sensations of wicked and evil the damned.
Embracing the fallen and hungry and maimed.
Burning the fruitful and righteous to ash.
Enslaving the cohorts of dreams that are lost.
Things that were built are torn to the ground.
And destruction is rampant throughout all the land.
Societies lost children have risen to take.
All good things from the tormentors they hate.
Incurable ways brought on the changing of days.
The meek take the might and bring forth the new rights.
Incurable ways brouth on the changing of days.
Torrents of blood the hatred it flows,
down the channels of loves long lost vows.
Horrendous blackness the sky filled with the smoke,
the children of tommorrow bring on a new hope.
Fleeing the war cry the leaders all flee,
To caves deep in mountains and under the sea.
The crypt they choose one made by their times,
electric and concrete the tomb of mankind.
Incurable ways brought on the changing of days.
The meek take the might and bring forth the new rights.
Incurable ways brouth on the changing of days.
Years have long past and our guardians watch,
for the return of evil and all of its flock.
From tombs sealed in earth a respit of the past,
we all must stay vigilant or the truth will not last.