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The Ramblings of a Damaged Mind
Song for the times...

The night is black
Without a moon
The air is thick and still
The vigilantes gather on
The lonely torch lit hill

Features distorted in the flickering light
The faces are twisted and grotesque
Silent and stern in the sweltering night
The mob moves like demons possessed
Quiet in conscience, calm in their right
Confident their ways are best

The righteous rise
With burning eyes
Of hatred and ill-will
Madmen fed on fear and lies
To beat and burn and kill

They say there are strangers who threaten us
In our immigrants and infidels
They say there is strangeness too dangerous
In our theaters and bookstore shelves
That those who know what's best for us
Must rise and save us from ourselves

Quick to judge
Quick to anger
Slow to understand
Ignorance and prejudice
And fear walk hand in hand...

And, amusingly, after I selected this from iTunes, it followed up with Ich Bin Ein Auslander. iTunes gets a cookie.

I am: thoughtful thoughtful
Current Media: Rush: Moving Pictures - Witch Hunt

aberranteyes From: aberranteyes Date: March 12th, 2005 02:22 am (UTC) (Direct Link)


And the things that we fear are a weapon to be held against us...
mechaman From: mechaman Date: March 12th, 2005 10:56 am (UTC) (Direct Link)

Re: Fear

"I'm not giving in to security under pressure, I'm not missing out on the promise of adventure..."

Man, I hope I'm not goofing what's the third of Fear.

The triad works well enough, don't it?1