2 minutes to . . .

[tcremer]

Kill for gain or shoot to maim but we don't need a reason
The golden goose is on the loose and never out of season
Some blackened pride still burns inside this shell of bloody treason
Here's my gun for a barrel of fun for the love of living death.

The blind men shout let the creatures out, we'll show the unbelievers
The napalm screams of human flames of a prime time Belsen feast
As the reasons for the carnage cut their meat and lick the gravy
We oil the jaws of the war machine and feed it with our babies.

The body bags and little rags of children torn in two
And the jellied brains of those who remain to put the finger right on
you
As the madmen play on words and make us all dance to their song
To the tune of starving millions to make a better kind of gun.


But don't you pray for my soul anymore.

[Sarah Smells]

Happy senseless killing of turkeys day! We miss you all and are
thankful for your friendship, even on non-holidays. :)

[tcremer]

And happy Winter Solstice to you! Hope you and Matt are doing well!

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Winter_solstice

:-)