Clair De Lune Follow

get your guns. wait for me. do we know who we're going after. scared of taking the first blow. a call for war. against their sons and families. we wouldn't want to stop the problem. murders good for national progress. this blood will stain our hands for centuries. the cheshire cat won't tell. will you be waiting here when this is over? this is the call to arms against irrational attack. they stole our comfort so we'll teach them all to stand in line. so get your sons and follow fear like we've done for generations. we come like saints with better bribes. hero. looked at another way. they tore our ego's down. press had a field day. race war in your hometown. of all the plots that failed to burn the web we wove. this scare will bar the things we thought we were fighting for. i am not going to sport the kings and crowns. build the walls that keep the lines bleeding on the inside. like the trials we never ironed. until our judgments push us all away