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'''There is a hardness''' | '''There is a hardness''' | ||
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in the heart of Man | in the heart of Man | ||
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like something cruel, overran | like something cruel, overran | ||
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that I so wish, would reemerge. | that I so wish, would reemerge. | ||
I'm baffled how you can peruse | I'm baffled how you can peruse | ||
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not wonder how they passed away | not wonder how they passed away | ||
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did they survive, war's ricochet? | |||
Were they bombed, and burnt to hell | Were they bombed, and burnt to hell | ||
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as Ilya Ehrenburg, wanted them, stabbed? | as Ilya Ehrenburg, wanted them, stabbed? | ||
Did they end their innocent lives | Did they end their innocent lives | ||
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demonic hatred, shining bright? | demonic hatred, shining bright? | ||
So many Boomers, to this day | So many Boomers, to this day | ||
cold as ice, walk away. | cold as ice, walk away. | ||
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we're glad they're dead | |||
nothing more, to be said."'' | |||
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Latest revision as of 05:10, 4 January 2023
There is a hardness
There is a hardness,
in the heart of Man
like something cruel, overran
the gentler instinct, protector urge
that I so wish, would reemerge.
I'm baffled how you can peruse
the young faces in this gentle muse
not wonder how they passed away
did they survive, war's ricochet?
Were they bombed, and burnt to hell
phosphor targets, basement cell?
Were they raped, their breasts grabbed
as Ilya Ehrenburg, wanted them, stabbed?
Did they end their innocent lives
at the end of laughing knives?
In this world, their final sight
demonic hatred, shining bright?
So many Boomers, to this day
cold as ice, walk away.
"We wuz the good guys
we're glad they're dead
nothing more, to be said."
(music version - audio)