Crushed by news, and the constant blues
relentless abuse in this eternal cruise
looking for a higher grounds
as the Noah’s storm gathers strength
oh thou youngsters plow the soil
bring the hatred seeds to plant
pray for rain in this endless heat
crush the skulls, don’t retreat
looking for higher grounds
squandering nemesis sounds so sweet
oh thy martyrs are all just dead
and death
is our perpetual untiring foe
plant the seeds
plant the seeds
no more victory signs
no more flowers
no more jokes
eat the bullet you daunting priest
Crushed by news, changing views
Demeaning treatment of intelligent souls
dangling and dancing on the noose
looking for higher grounds
as the fuming bikers wave their clubs
in the stench of the sea of blood
as the storm clouds only bring in dust
oh for heaven’s sake, -----just get lost------
just leave this forsaken land in peace
and I tell my children what one needs
plant the seeds
plant the seeds
Payman Abdali
