In Dying Colour

Photo by Scott Rodgerson on Unsplash

In your sacred reich of red white and blue
Where everybody looks like you
Turning water into whine
Thrice upon a blessed time
Faithless healer on bandaged knees
Palms a crossed and wheels a greased
Taking roses from the rock and roll
Crystals ice and powdered coal

In your sacred reich of red white and blue
Where everybody sounds like you
And everybody knows their place
In blessed heart and sacred space
Pledge allegiance to the flak
Now go and get your country back
Go get water from the rock
Winding up the doomsday clock

In your sacred reich of red white and blue
Where everybody is just like you
Control freaking upon the leech
Out of practice off to preach
All screaming on the western front
Odds on ends and worth the punt
Pocket lies to cut you free
Unseen to dying colour see

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