DOWNED IN ENEMY DESERT BURNING

Jun 12, 2006 21:06


THE BASTARD SONS OF ENOCH PT @
BURNING DOWNED IN THE HOSTILE DESERT

i am going to the desert, maybe it will forgive me"
high noon i guess. nobody knows how we got here
nobody knows why we were sent here nobody knows anything, its all just
cover stories and rumors. occasionally we are blessed with a good old fashioned lie
but then how do we get out of this goddamned desert
their desert is their earth their creator the commanders are out of reach
when i find the guy who sent us here in the middle of bed 'alham
catau de rennies somebody elses oil my ass i heare there were aliens
yeah and then there were romans
or something yeah, no i dont speak farce e no i dont habla hebrew
hey arent these those things the slaves built?
how will we survive if the radio goes out
apparently someone tried to take over
this twisted bunch of junk is not worth fighting for
maybe its their integrity their zealotry
yeah but didnt that recruiter say there would be blessings
one of these people must know some english
i dont think they like us very much theres a reason they call it hostile
territory. i thought that was the sand in the wind--no you asshole it was your mother.
fighting for the dead well what do you know this is going to be the scandal of the century. w
fighting to die you mean
what is it they have us doing here?
if both sides are the same then the one goes wherever the other one goes
aka if one gets paid the other gets paid
way up there though, who knows
someone dies
civillians killed
the world is a homicide victim
where is god i want to know where the fuck is god

if you negotiate the minefields in the rye, well then

not to gamble not to drink alcohol not to make war with the wasichus
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