Planet Rush

StinkfootStinkfoot Posts: 546
edited February 2005 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
On a Planet Rush. Billy Stowed away.
Any other day. He'd be thrown away.
On a story Night. They play tragedy.
They see villainy. On their own.
Push conformity. That is all they see.
Sterile Lunacy.

I'll sacrifice my way. To force the rest to pay.

So you're soldiers now. Who'd you kill today.
Was it fun to play. In their slaughter game.
Try to think aloud. Raise above the crowd.
Make our memories sweet. We don't have to cheat.
We don't have to cheat.

I'll sacrifice my way. To force them all to pay.

Don't lay down.
Don't lay down.
"I get into a state of consciousness that I can't explain. It is about feeling and not thinking. I get positive chills and insight into things that I can't get to any other way. It is Healing of the Soul." - Mike McCready
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