Wild God

Once upon a time a wild god zoomed

All through his memory, in which he was entombed

It was rape and pillage, in the retirement village

But in his mind, he was a man of great virtue and courage

And he flew out the window with his long trailing hair

And the smoke from the bodies went straight up in the air

He was a wild god searching, for what all wild god's are searching for

And he flew through the dying city like a prehistoric bird