-It'S Catching Up-


The Blood of the Innocents

cries out from the ground on which it is spilled...
...lives that never could reach fruition,
lives utterly wasted as a result.

Politics hold no answer;
there is no answer.
Only death, misunderstanding,
anger, fear, betrayal, and hatred.

Greed brought it about,
and only greed can end it.

Our dead bodies,
crushed by the metal treads of war machines,
will rise up and shuffle;
torn muscle and splintered bone,
leaking body fluids, glazed eyes.

We storm the pigs...
tear their flesh and consume it, as vile as it tastes;
the supporters of an illegitimate state,
brought about by greed,
die by the thousands as we pillage their institutions.

The pigs choke on their own blood and body fluids,
we shamble away satiated as the filth gurgle their death rattle.
The death of the land that was once considered holy:
that is the goal.

The very earth rejects our spilt blood
in an attempt to give us a sign...

...the innocent shall have their revenge.

It's catching up.
You're FUCKED.