Enablers - A Poem For Heroes | Текст песни

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A lunatic in a bar. Four-star manna raining down.
Flickering images on a TV; wars that aren't news;
points along a line that was once a narrative
but now bends obliquely, eschews linearity,
cleaves closer to some wayward elliptical truth.
They set 'em up for the lunatic, soldierly and alone,
and he drinks with a hollow-eyed materialism
and a greed that once might have been gusto
in the fading light of an airborne division tattoo
and some god-given emblems of virulent dispute

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