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letra de theremin, pt.2 - edward scissortongue

peeping through his peep hole he could see a ton of evil coming
unrelenting poison rushing clouding up his motor functions
a thousand lives were lost when all the bombs went off
the swaying medals scortched the dust in seconds flat, replaced with something else
craters on the earth’s surface, yelping like a cripple probably squelching though the sediment
a meat and deep and rancid sluggy bucket loads, the like the only god could know
is mankind in a pot of gold, the nuggets on this rainbow road
a jack and nori story couldn’t do it justice never
in the belly of the canyon with a m-ssive bag of weapons
popping shots at silver silhouettes from deep inside his parcel chamber
slug is fizzing through the mess and nesttling in carbirators
kaboom
he swore he saw the robots dancing daily in their nuke suits
worshipping the mothership, that effervescent oddity
stationed by the blue moon, the very planet orchastrating waves of super voilence on the sh0r-line
a whos who of whos left, of that he was uncertain
in his gut he knew for sure he was the only person
he watched his duaghter screaming like a banshee as they torched the girl
left him all alone to tread the scuzzle in this waterworld
he’d seen his son get frazzled with a single ripping laser shot
and watched his wife evapourate inside the great electric storm
starring at the rifle all bent and rusted on his table top
he entered out his box of bullets, a single sh-ll to burn
he had dreams of when the ultrasound went up and down
the doctor turned to him and whispered wisely your a father now
visions of his quite town, working in the orchards with his brothers
til the androids k!lled his kid and tore the orchard down
a solo mission every sitting in this metal winter
carrying the falme, a lonely mortar on a tortured vista
he sat and simmered, l!cked his wounds until the silence fl!cked the switch inside his mind
he grabbed the gun and swiftly pulled the trigger

demons in your headsp-ce, androids on your doorsteps
sedatives and deathrays, razors on their forceps
before man was everything, and thats why the war crept
before man was everything, the last of the war vets

- edward scissortongue

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