I killed my brother and he killed me. We spilled blood across the land. Killing in the name of religon.

Something the narrator doesnt understand. We are fools who ask the sheep when we go across the sea and ask them for their beliefs.

Does god tell you to kill? A divided country cannot stand I told them.

The disgrace I made is over now that my past has been erased The clear as a crystal end is near.

The main plan is not to look to Israel as the homelands might be Holy War.

On my base I know it like a scholar. Up high on my soapbox, Gavels leader in the seat of judgement Than-thou-could-be-messenger of the pulprit god.
Eh fuck that you finish the story.
by Arm November 20, 2004