"Without corpses There's no war And without war There's no victory My dear!"
I will not be pushed Filed, stamped Inedxed Briefed, debriefed Or numbered!
- Nightmare -
Welcome, my freind! Here whole generations Of ghosts Have raised Their eyes and wings Each morning To unbounded space With the innocent joy Of crysalids Greeting Their final metamorphosis And in the evening They're dead and dropping Like lifeless flowers Swayed by the plaintive Whistling of the wind You must learn, we are all pawns On this hopeless chessboard; Your move!