Like Big Boss looking at the bloody decimation of Militaires Sans Frontières, I stand atop this cold hill and breath in whats to come. These next 5 days will indeed ascend from the ranks. Make 4 years come full circle. Standing on the edge of the crater Like the prophets once said and the ashes are all cold now No more bullets and the embers are dead Whispers in the air tell the tales Of the brothers gone Desolation, devastation What a mess we made, when it all went wrong Watching from the edge of the circus For the games to begin Gladiators draw their swords form their ranks for Armageddon Im nuclear Im wild Im breaking up inside A heart of broken glass Defiled Deep inside The abandoned child Here is Mike Oldfield, performing Nuclear. Off the album, Man on the Rocks
Posted on: Sun, 30 Nov 2014 23:20:52 +0000
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