We went to the
village today
With guns and
grenades and claymores and plenty of C4
We came thru the
back side, by the stream by the mangrove
Thru the mangrove we
stalked them, one by one
While the bugs
and birds and alligators
watched
To the village
The people had
all gone many days before
No future here
for them anymore
Gone away gone
away the people have gone
All that’s
left is the village
Silent, creaking
and alone
We moved with
great speed as the demolition began
Burning the grass houses all and one
The flames shot
forth like fireworks galore
Burning all
their homes and belongings
Scorching the
earth one by one
My privates tore
thru the huts apiece
Grinning and
laughing, of course, its Halloween
Its here they
found it, what they
long desired,
Paradise in a
burning village,
Who would have
thought it was there to find
Its breaking my heart
Its breaking my mind
Its breaking my soul
Im crying in the
wind
my tears are lost in the dust.