KILLING MACHINE.

How long will the mind be bent
The shoulder pushed to the wall
Will time be a saviour to set free
Or a shackle the weight to drag down.

Like the shadow only time will tell
Bending in toil to gain the grail
Giving up life to live like a fool.

So shouting like angels
The rooftops we employ
Harbour the sinister
That seeks to destroy – free will.

In a dream the world it seems
Like a fantasy come true
But alike in the distance
Is not the same at home.

So welcome, welcome
To the killing machine, Its real, its here, the killing machine.

Placing the charges from belt to belt
Counting the numbers till it doesn’t count
Numb at the thought of it.

So welcome, welcome
To the killing machine, Its real, its here, the killing machine.

Hurly burly the bustle of life
Organisation the disenchanter
Seeking not the battle
It endeavours to win.

And wild is the rose
Whose petals are tender
Young is the heart
That seeks to pretend(er).

So welcome, welcome
To the killing machine, Its real, its here, the killing machine.

Well here it is
The fledgling knows
Broken wings must grow into legs.

GRUM