Monday, April 22, 2013

Belfast 1972

The terror oh ya they made the terror then and there with the first bomb
blast,sure it was only a blast a six hundred lb blast and it blew a hole
in the road and wrecked all the windows on the street and who died
you can read their names all three thousand five hundred and sixty eight
the remainder of the population about three million were silenced then
walking dead scared in the nightmare that was called Northern Ireland
Much like the streets of Boston today shell shocked into the resistance
that they who run the show want you a dumbed down mother fucker
Oh ya Northern Ireland was the training ground for them to learn how
to make us all compliant to their deadly game of power micro chip us
one by one and we will forget the sound of freedom in their reign of
terror we will forget the sound of peace and every moment we will
 relive New York over and over and over we will relive their terror
induced by them it does not matter who planted the bomb anymore
the ancient heart beat of humanity has devolved an irregular beat
one that was not there before the sound of silence is shattered by
exploding nails Semtex whatever creates the loud boom and smoke
I lost the plot in the memory of confusion that car is rigged that car
the one parked so quietly by the side of the road that car is about
to explode and you will loose both your legs and maybe your eye
but you will not feel a thing only the decibels of a deafening roar