Practice what you preach.
No need to breach.
Cast these innocents into flames.
Exponentially increase what pains,
Are brought upon them.
Down from the sky.
The raining of bombs.
Screams of oh why.
Killers are not heroes.
Bastards in our midst.
Pride themselves on savagery.
Walk away.
No forgiveness.
Offer empty promises.
Devoid of tolerances.
Shove the young into a fire.
Watch them burn for your desire.
As slaughter rains.
Down from the sky.
Murder all purity.
Screams of goodbye.
Killers are not heroes.
Bastards in our midst.
Pride themselves on savagery.
Walk away.
No forgiveness.
Simon A Jackson - Writer 