She Can't Be Controlled
The magnificent beast crawls slow
She takes our homes as if they never ours
Complete devastation marches through with her eyes gleaming
A trickle falling from her eyes can be deceiving
Theirs no control over the world
What we believe and what is
Two different dimensions collide
She will not compromise
Sometime she wears a disguise
But I ain't fooled I know who she is and where she stands
They are demands that are made upon humanity
They involve the worst kind of suffering you could fathom
Like an atom bomb going off certain things can erased
Sometimes in the heart it is not easy to replace
Hope I don't see her again
Another hundred years and I'll be dead
I'll be dead oh dead
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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