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letra de middle east lament - solace zeta

middle east lament
verse 1:
planes crashing/buildings collapsing/people panic-stricken/traumatic-affliction/automatic-depiction/thickens the impact from the attacks/shockwaves let-go & echo through the walkways/corner-stores & corridors/meanwhile a scheming demon’s reasoning behind closed-doors/in breaths-the-same deaths’re-framed to the administration’s purposes/worthless-as/citizens but perfect as victims/next congress is on their haunches, thus bush launches a push for cooperation/and operation anaconda as plannеd lands in afghanistan/used a confused nation for exploitation/it wasn’t-seen/as viablе or even justifiable but that doesn’t-mean/it was undesirable to require-whole/regions to be subjugated/so again, war was initiated… [interlude]

verse 2:
so now tanks’re rolling-in, we’re strolling-in/like we own the place/we’ve shown the face/of greed in a disgrace-/-ful manner/witness the distasteful-hammer/pound-humans into submission/found-confusion in our mission/like vietnam is going-on/bush responds by censoring photographic-evidence/envision the prison becoming a p-rnographic-residence. /subjugated. humiliated: liberators becoming oppressors/grievous, devious/’cause it’s led by instigators ’stead of professors/shamefully, acting like the lesser/of two evils, it’s all the same-to-me/came-to-be a tragedy in history/it’d have-to-be the latest perpetuation of a mystery/why must we feed a need for more misery/burning headless chickens running around like rotisserie/in flames, no gains can be made when enslaved/by a devil/wasn’t authorized to apologize but must ’cause that’s just my level… [interlude]

verse 3:
being frank, tanks, helicopters, we’re author-/-ized to euthanize any threats to the objective/sponsored by halliburton, not certain yet to be selected/but will assuredly, preferably, be called into practice/blackwater is the smack-talker/our acts?-slaughter. smarter-to-bill, harder-to-k!ll than cactus/our tactics? ruthless as producers who’re seducers of actresses on mattresses: matchless/in fact-it’s like galactus/as if atlas needed-to-shrug, bleeded-love outta arteries/there’s no movements for improvements because we’re dark-as-these/shadows in battles won’t run-yet/stretch, catch shut-eye but-by sunset/none-bet on tomorrow, a sorrow is withering-the-souls/quivering-bowels near-to-me, hear-&-see the howls & scowls-on scallions, delivering-controls/to the unspeakable/needful repentance by the sentence no indifference, guess why the technique-is-gold? /we got iraq in a sleeper-hold…

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- solace zeta

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