o the great indian in the sky
Our father resides in no sky
So this a form of patricide
In which the children also die

The Endless Summer of The Damned

Shed no tear for mother earth
[ Bauhaus Lyrics are found on www [bad word] ]
Our mother but not ever bereft
In this season's manufacture
How long do we have here or not

The Endless Summer of The Damned

Now the ultra violet's violent