robin hoods solution
became targets of seclusion
easy opportunities
replaced boastful revolution
when to left our devices
our heads tagged with prices
hang the old
rape the meek
ignore the bourgeois
play hide and seek
you’ll be a lesson
ill be the same
the frail human minds
they all fear blame
they better with shame
they better with shame
they do it for fame
they all fear the blame
a hundred miles an hour
down a cattle shoot path
Grab hold
wearing razor wire armor
tearing hands reaching toward me
Night fall
the ashes of day fires
weigh down tired shoulders
carrying burdening thought
Locked in—-
a hundred miles an hour
down a cattle shoot path
Grab Hold—-
wearing razor wire armor
tearing hands reaching toward me
Night fall—-
the ashes of day fires
weigh down tired shoulders
carrying burdening thoughts
"toxic"
hidden deep away
From uncaring eyes
beneath the earth
in cylinder tin drums
Haz Mat sealed
Radioactive repulsion
dancing and churning
In cylinder tin drums
forces pushing outward
against mineral resistance
against better judgments
Till the Earth burst open
Releasing the Monster
Radio active magma smolder
Resentful Atomizer
Hell bend on getting even
Hunting its imprisoners
Grabbing up its imprisoners
to carry back to its grave
Its mineral grave
its miserable grave
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