our own creation ,
nothing but world domination.
we took them from scratch and raised them high,
and when its time to let go we wont say good bye.
how do do you mend a flightless bird?
well you don't mend it to be third.
flightless defenseless never making a pass
always groaning about a half empty glass.
suddenly the glass is full of water and light
never peering far from its poor helpless eyes
suddenly it no longer wants you and it attacks
tearing you apart drawing blood from your back
gory ideals of what might come next
almost a treaty of Malcolm x
fight or flight you say at last
as you lift of you fists and dont make a pass
its the last draw winner takes all
and the looser losses more than just the fall
DEATH ANGEL Keara