Word + Spirit = Poetry



War that no one won.

War that no one won, won, won.
War that no one won, won, won.
 
They broke into Fort Knox and stole the time of a shiny dream of a nation war that no one won, won, won.

Leaving behind the unmistakable black residue of dripping oil war that no one won, won, won.

Our pain bodies everywhere, everywhere where we don?t stare, spare us all your dubious scare, pretending that you?re being fair.

Pretending that we see does not give us sight, pretending that we live does make us alive.

 A war that no one won!

Är han inte bara för fantastisk?

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