Say you that we're not ape, that we didn't evolve and science is all a mistake? Say you that we are divine, bred for the almighty who's forever sublime? Say you that war is our making, that no god is above simply forsaking. Forsaking the calls of the poor, the diseased and dying, forsaking the children who'll keep continually crying. Crying for food, for water and the end of the godless slaughter.
Say you still that we're divine, that we show no beastly traits in our…
Added by Tàmhas MacÀidh ~ Admin ~ on May 16, 2011 at 9:30pm — No Comments