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Sins of Our Fathers

Here I am
Ready to give
Ready to get

Here I stand
on legs and feet
Flesh
and
blood
and
bone

just like they were
Just like they are
playing with fire

old habits do die hard

There they were
Ready to get
But never to give
Sitting atop the bodies
of their own

Those who do not believe
must die

There they came
Ready to give
in order to get
With minds wide open
they took down the Sun
and ofered its throne to another

not everything that seems is so

Here they are
a faded figure stuck in mollases
An Eagle or a Pig?

The marionette pulls the strings

Now we come
just like they were
just like they are

add more to the fire and it'll never go out

And this is what we are
the latest in a series,
a chip off the old block,
predicatble and calculated

but whatever we are
or will become

we will never forgive
we will never forget
the evil that was done
the lives that were lost
All that is dead
All that is gone

we Must never forigive
we Must never forget
that the price that was paid
for the future, for today
was for a profit to be made



yet



we have forgiven
we have forgoten
the Sins of our fathers
the sins of Our fathers
the sins of our Fathers

the sins of our fathers
Written by J_Alex
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