A Geopolitical Music Fantasia
Some people say, he is a concept
Dreamed up by men to measure their pain
And to overcome their fears.
Some say, he cannot be petitioned with praying.
For others he is highness, love, vengeance or justice.
For us, he had died,
For them he is on top of it all… He is on top of it all…
And that’s all… And that’s all…
Some people say, he is a golden drug,
A golden drug for all the people,
But he is back, black as thunder
Rolling the dice more than ever,
God, forever, in his greatest work,
PERPETUAL WAR MACHINE