The Price

THE PRICE
Cold blue steel

Hard pig iron

Missiles of lead

Through the air flyin’
Life in the trenches

Fear and pain

Noise and destruction

Blood red rain
Fragments and flame

gaseous solutions

Fearsome missiles

True air pollution
Screams of the dying

Flesh of the dead

Waves of young men

Fields of red
Innocent and guilty

Towns ripped to shreds

Any and all

Blood sheds
Screams and cries

Howls for freedom

Take a life

Save the kingdom
For god and country

Will you roll the dice?

The cause is freedom

But at what price?
10/26/91

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