Dreams
I had another stupid night. Here it is in intentionally screwed up poem form.
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Dreams
The day seems calm
But it's all a facade
There goes the bomb
Let's roll, my squad
What could I've had?
A doctor, a lawyer?
Sorry mom and dad
I'm just a destroyer
The dust begins to roll
My mind fills with dread
My heart; empty as my soul
My brothers, on the ground--dead
They've got hate, I've got skill
Muscles clench, and skins peel
This time, it's no drill
This time, it's for real
Into my home where I dwell?
You bunch of suckers
I'll send you all to Hell
Al Queda mother fuckers
Dive under the table
Like a hero in a fable
Voices scream and begin to wail
Under the force of my unholy assail
Like a Lion in a cage
Come on bitches, feel my rage
Death's come, hear its make
'Cause one clip's all it takes
All the blood that flows
Like a river of poetic prose
If I live, God only knows
Locked within this war's throes
The room begins to fill
But caught up in the thrill
Blood fills my every breath
Caught down here, choking to death
My eyes stinged, my lungs burned
Our numbers now; dead zero
But still, I never learned
What's it take, to become a hero?
I awake to a start
And there's that sound
The roar of my heart
My blood that pounds
Into the storm of bullets above
And the crimson sun that gleams
I'll show you what I'm made of
I'll show you all my nightmares
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Dreams
The day seems calm
But it's all a facade
There goes the bomb
Let's roll, my squad
What could I've had?
A doctor, a lawyer?
Sorry mom and dad
I'm just a destroyer
The dust begins to roll
My mind fills with dread
My heart; empty as my soul
My brothers, on the ground--dead
They've got hate, I've got skill
Muscles clench, and skins peel
This time, it's no drill
This time, it's for real
Into my home where I dwell?
You bunch of suckers
I'll send you all to Hell
Al Queda mother fuckers
Dive under the table
Like a hero in a fable
Voices scream and begin to wail
Under the force of my unholy assail
Like a Lion in a cage
Come on bitches, feel my rage
Death's come, hear its make
'Cause one clip's all it takes
All the blood that flows
Like a river of poetic prose
If I live, God only knows
Locked within this war's throes
The room begins to fill
But caught up in the thrill
Blood fills my every breath
Caught down here, choking to death
My eyes stinged, my lungs burned
Our numbers now; dead zero
But still, I never learned
What's it take, to become a hero?
I awake to a start
And there's that sound
The roar of my heart
My blood that pounds
Into the storm of bullets above
And the crimson sun that gleams
I'll show you what I'm made of
I'll show you all my nightmares