the chrysalis
broken drought
silent rebellion
ghosts of the living
atom to the planet
girl called novella
superhumane


the streets of defiance

the veil of darkness falls upon the town
the flame of the neon begins to burn
and the cold rain flows along the stone
there is something here that we must learn
the headlights flash along the street
and V8s scream out into the night
tatooed arms from the windows hang
the desperate eyes searching for a fight

the streets of defiance
our backs against the wall
there is nowhere to run
only somewhere to fall...

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the steel blades hidden in leather sheaths
and sawn-off shotguns on the vanís back seat
the jeering and swearing of the plastic girls
no warrior prepared to face defeat
a burning of rubber, the slamming of doors
the flames of the neons burn and burn
the bloodshed, the pain, the lightning of the storm
there is something here that we must learn

the streets of defiance
our backs against the wall
there is nowhere to run
only somewhere to fall




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