wardha jawdat - ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! when it rings 'blood'! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

wardha jawdat - ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! when it rings 'blood'! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

And again and again, br I weep. br br Each time the shock stales, br Replaced by a sick hollowness, br Borne of spent rage where... br End is none br ... br They tell me this time br Its worse; br Much worse than ever before, br And all i say is: br Worse? Because the brickwork br Was more valuable? or worse br Because, the white of skin, br The ones, ordained to be the br Undead, or avenged in multiples of twenty br If ever, LORD FORBID, dispensed, br Were harmed in pair! ! br Oh lord lets all despair! ! br As did the gunpowder send, br Arms br And legs a flying, br So shall, br The powers that be, br Send parts br Of this nation br A begging... br br br Alone, alone, br All all alone, br Shall we all be.... br .........In bits and parts..... br Till WWIII ! ! ! br br br for my poor bleeding land..


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