Monday, December 13, 2004

FOUR MORE DEAD IN OHIO

Four More Dead in Ohio
"...Under the lights where we stand tall
Nobody touches us at all
Showdown, shootout, spread fear within, without
We're gonna take what's ours to have
Spread the word throughout the land
They say the bad guys wear black
We're tagged and can't turn back

You see us comin'
And you all together run for cover
We're takin over this town

Here we come reach for your gun
And you better listen my friend, you see
It's been slow down below,
Aimed at you we're the cowboys from hell
Deed is done again, we've won
Ain't talking no tall tales friend
'Cause high noon, your doom
Comin' for you we're the cowboys from hell

Pillage the village, trash the scene
But better not take it out on me
'Cause a ghost town is found
Where your city used to be
So out of the darkness and into the light
Sparks fly everywhere in sight
From my double barrel, 12 gauge,
Can't lock me in your cage

You see us comin'
And you all together run for cover
We're takin over this town

Here we come reach for your gun
And you better listen my friend, you see
It's been slow down below,
Aimed at you we're the cowboys from hell
Deed is done again, we've won
Ain't talking no tall tales friend
'Cause high noon, your doom
Comin' for you we're the cowboys from hell..."


Cowboys From Hell, Cowboys From Hell, Pantera, Elektra (c) 1990


There is a cancer growing wildly deep within the blood-red belly of America as the vestiges of decency and compassion disappear and the swelling stink of profit over people gains sway over the undernourished enfeebled nebbishes. Hellboy Nathan Gale comes home from the Bush wars a year ago, driven mad from the double think of war, finding no refuge in Pantera but only more affirmation of the hellprint of the Bush wars.

Nathan can't escape the conclusion that the war was just what he had experienced and whenever he listens to his favorite musician his part in the awful deeds of war are recounted and replayed over and over. Overweight and getting less desirable by the hour, unable to get laid by anyone but two dollar whores, despised by his friends who increasingly are unable to sympathesize with a GI contract murderer, he lashed out with his shotgun in one last desperate violent orgasm to silence the truth of the Cowboys From Hell.

These sad incidents will continue to increase in frequency blanketing the psychological landscape of America as we continue to fight the Bush family wars.