Little boys fall from the sky,
and radiation burns my sight,
but as your people suffer,
you're preparing for a retaliatory strike
Burning skin,
oozing flesh,
but you ain' t seen nothing yet
Warheads drop from up high,
but I won't simply sit and lie Mutually assured destruction,
double kill from me to you
Spit my face for the body of revenge
Torched epidermis,
puss oozing from her eyes,
kills from across the seas,
drop nuclear death from the skies
Ignoring humanity's pleas,
bringing mother nature to her knees
Killing off our atmosphere
society is now in fear
Weeping wounds on sorrowed faces,
fallout in all sorts of places
Terminal illness no long concern,
let the bodies burn
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venocide artist page, last updated : May 28, 2008
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