Thursday, April 13, 2006

Everything Wrong Is Right Again

Everything wrong is right again
When they race the coal black wind
While they raise the flag upon the charnal pile
We win
Everything wrong is right again

Peace is war and the sword a pen
While the corpses rot inside the refuse bin
The white copse'd trees are ripe with the wealth of sin
We amen
Everything wrong is right again

Oh how time flies, men are men again
The ball-turret spins, we choose our kin
We wind the clock and pull the pins
Everything is wrong tonight again