People throwing dinars... At the Belly Dancers... In a sad circus by a trench of burning oil... People throw belongings... A lifetimes earnings.... Amongst the scattered rubbish... Their suitcases on the sidewalk... Date Palms and Orange and Tangerine Trees... And eyes are crying for everything.... Let it burn! Let it burn! Let it burn, burn, burn!! Blood! Blood! Blood!! Blood and Fire!!! So I talked to an old man... By the generator... He was standing on the gravel... By the foetid river... He turned to me and then surveyed the scene.... Said War is here in our beloved city. Let it burn! Let it burn! Let it burn, burn, burn!! Blood! Blood! Blood! Blood and Fire!! Some dove in the river and tried to swim away... Through tonnes of sewage... Fate written on their foreheads... Date Palms and Orange and Tangerine Trees... And eyes are crying for everything Let it burn... Let it burn... Let it burn, burn, burn.... Blood! Blood! Blood! Blood and Fire!!!
Posted on: Tue, 16 Dec 2014 18:49:41 +0000
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