OV EPIDEMIC PROPORTIONS

LIKE DEADLY SCRAPES ACROSS THE GROUND

 MY VOICE CRIED OUT IN A GRAVELLED SOUND

NO-ONE'S THERE TO HEAR ME BUT THE PLAGUE 

SURVIVING AND THRIVING

MY EYES ARE SWOLLEN AND RED

MY HEAD IS NUMB AND SORE

TIRED AND EMOTIONALLY DEAD

I DON'T FEEL ANGRY ANYMORE

THIS IS THEE LAW OV THEE PLAGUE

AND HE THAT TOUCHETH 

THE FLESH OF THE UNCLEAN

BECOMES UNCLEAN

AND HE THAT BE SPAT UPON 

 

BY HIM, UNCLEAN

BECOMES UNCLEAN

PROTECT ME & BIND THEE

LAGAZ 

GEBO 

OTHALA 

WUNJO 

DAGAZ

THEE REPLICANT RETIRAL

 FASCISM IS BEATEN IN THE END 

BY THE AMERICAN DREAM 

THE FDA AND THE AMA AND THE BIG DRUG COMPANIES ARE LIKE 

AN OCTOPUS ON THE CITIZEN 

IS THIS FREEDOM ?

IS THIS WHAT AMERICA STANDS FOR?

SUICIDE IS NOT THEE SOLUTION

I AM THE LONLIEST LINK

IN A VERY STRANGE CHAIN 

WHEN THE GODS WANT TO PUNISH YOU

THEY ANSWER YOUR PRAYERS

THEE BAD NEIGHBOUR

THIS GIFT IS FOR YOU 

MY FOUL MOUTHED NEIGHBOUR

 YOU'RE A WASTE OF SPACE 

YOU DIDN'T MATTER

BANISHED