its been snowing for days the city a blaze no shelter cant escape the vector mass bone collector nector of terror in every sector piles of smoking scrap metal in the yard that smoke not from a cigar toxic smells, winter waistland, camo headband poisonous wells, say farewell, to ones you love this is war, I've seen it before, death from above, burning em all, like babies they crawl vomit and stall shell shocked can't forget what they saw, never the same only some overcame continue the fight in the name in the name, in the name... of the flag, if the religious