TEARDROPS ONTO ROSES

I would rather die quickly while standing on my feet
Than be forced to live forever just begging on my

She walks alone, a sword in hand.

Behind her flames lick toward the skies,

Before her Thuggee, a treacherous band

Tracks

SHE GAVE

She never wanted to be a ballerina

Nor a teacher or a movie star

She wanted to be a soldier

And travel to lands

Matters of the Heart maybe i have too many unorganized dreams that haunt my day as i turn wrenches and haul shit back

Behold! Evil Reigns.
Mother Palestine is made impure.
Unworthy intruders! Remove these chains
That keep her children insecure.

Listen!