Rivers Run Red

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Rivers Run Red

I'M A KILLING MACHINE UNLEASED ON THE EAST
SWEEPING ACROSS THE CHINA PLAIN
BLOOD AND BONES FEED THE BEAST
 
THROW YOUR BABIES IN THE FIRE
RUN BEFORE YOUR LIFE IS TAKEN
IT'S MY SOULS DESIRE
EVEN THE DEAD HAD BETTER AWAKEN
 
ALL BOW DOWN TO GLORY
HERE COMES THE LAST CHAPTER
IN THE WORLD'S STORY
 
RIVERS RUN RED
FIELDS ARE AFLAME
THE LOCUSTS ARE FED
 
A BLACK WIND BLOWS
WHEN MY EYES CLOSE
IT WILL CRUSH THE WEAK
WHO ARE SO MEEK
 
RIVERS RUN RED
FIELDS ARE AFLAME
THE LOCUSTS ARE FED

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Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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