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An Eye for an Eye

by Tyler Milchmann

That was a hazy chilly morning at the end of fall They surrounded his asylum, this time he was alone The howl of sirens proclaims their glorious victory They took his pride, they need his life And what they want, they always get, Got used to daunt. He rots in bed He’s maimed with scars, he thirsts and starves He’s sick and tired of pallid stars being uninspired It drizzled down on them from the gray sky “It’s gasoline!” And there he is, staggering out of house Fire flows from his eyes He smiled at them, it was his last turn… Burn, motherfuckers, burn! Burn, Burn, Burn… Burn What a luck to be alone No need to hide and run You have won, now have some fun You wanna get me? You wanna reach me? So here I am We’re on a pitch, bitch Start! Your death will break Her will, her heart Another owns your wife in your big house Dead boyfriend never comes Scums! Your kid asks where his dad is. He’s dead now Wow! You can feel pain too! And even you sometimes die An eye for an eye An eye for an eye Flaming torches yell and run Burn, burn, one by one Smoking bodies smoking cute Welcome to the barbecue Brigantia bares her feeding breast Blaze strokes me, devours the rest Brought to bay, deprived of chances Slain, insane, engaged to vengeance Burn your oppressors down You favorites of the sun Taking causalities Don’t think about who loses, who wins Keep striking, stand and fight An eye for an eye An eye for an eye And let the whole world be blind
In every city the war is raging With every season we’re cruelly aging You’ll regret, you’ve let me in I will thread you on my sting Old scars, chewed answers What a farce! Decrepit lancers Joust in crumpled beds To face their fate Age corrodes flesh, but neither love nor hate Decorate my wall With your head once more You are choking, you are roped You wore a thousand bodies, But I’m the one always on top In every city the war is raging With every season soldiers are aging It’s too late for snow-white flags Fury gushes on your legs Blood red flag Who are you to hurry us now in our last dance? When our future trembles on the edge of lance Let me hear her voice Let me hear her rattle Decorate my wall With your head once more You moan loud, again in heat What bayonet won’t finish, the bare hands complete



released March 18, 2013

Original Versions appear on the Tyler Milchmann CD 'Strange Days' from bugs crawling out of people

Artwork by Darina Medoeva


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