Silhouettes and shadows watch the revolution... No more free steps to heaven. Just walkie-talkie (heaven or hearth), just big heads and drums, full speed and pagan. And it's no game.
I am barred from the event! I really don't understand the situation. So where's the moral? People have their fingers broken. To be insulted by these fascists it's so degrading. And it's no game.
Documentaries on refugees, couples 'gainst the target. Throw a rock against the road and it breaks into pieces. Draw the blinds on yesterday and it's all so much scarier. Put a bullet in my brain and it makes all the papers.
And it's no game.
Children round the world put camel shit on the walls. They're making carpets on treadmills, or garbage sorting. And it's no game.
