Post by Aaron Graf on Sept 26, 2004 16:01:27 GMT -5
Oasis of Crimson
[Lyrics]
An oasis been stained crimson by my platoon,
Houses are burned and bodies strewn.
Choking smoke is all that I can see,
The only one alive is me!
Living the American fantasies,
Only in ways not seen on your TV.
Look at me I’m the only one,
Left dehydrated in the blazing sun.
Doing what my leader said,
Surrounded by all those dead.
Mothers and fathers and sons and daughters,
Husbands and wives and friends were our cannon fodder.
[More intense, like you’re screaming out and ready to break down in tears at the same time]
Love. Is this love to you?
Defense. Is this defense to you?
Liberation. Does it look like that?
Where the fuck are the weapons at?
Lies! Told on CNN!
Lies! Told on Fox News!
Lies! From the president!
Lies! To fit the right wing views!
Lies! For Unocal’s Game!
Lies! That made an oasis crimson stained!
[Calm down a bit]
The flag has been misused,
Iraqis have been abused.
So feast your eyes on the only one!
Dying now in the blazing sun.
My family’s lonely now,
My face is falling slowly in the ground.
[Screaming again]
Put yourself in my place!
Put yourself in my taken life!
You who are hiding your face!
Put yourself in my taken life!
Put yourself in my boots,
Put yourself in my clothes.
Put yourself out to die,
Put yourself in bleak land where no sun shows!
With your pulse gone,
Your body turns cold!
[Simmer down the tone softer and softer until the character finally dies in the sand]
Oasis of crimson is what I have found,
Pieces of ashes and rubble covering the ground.
Oasis of crimson I created for you!
Oasis of crimson, just look what I’ll do.
Oasis of crimson is all I see,
Oasis of crimson consuming me!
~ Aaron Graf
[Lyrics]
An oasis been stained crimson by my platoon,
Houses are burned and bodies strewn.
Choking smoke is all that I can see,
The only one alive is me!
Living the American fantasies,
Only in ways not seen on your TV.
Look at me I’m the only one,
Left dehydrated in the blazing sun.
Doing what my leader said,
Surrounded by all those dead.
Mothers and fathers and sons and daughters,
Husbands and wives and friends were our cannon fodder.
[More intense, like you’re screaming out and ready to break down in tears at the same time]
Love. Is this love to you?
Defense. Is this defense to you?
Liberation. Does it look like that?
Where the fuck are the weapons at?
Lies! Told on CNN!
Lies! Told on Fox News!
Lies! From the president!
Lies! To fit the right wing views!
Lies! For Unocal’s Game!
Lies! That made an oasis crimson stained!
[Calm down a bit]
The flag has been misused,
Iraqis have been abused.
So feast your eyes on the only one!
Dying now in the blazing sun.
My family’s lonely now,
My face is falling slowly in the ground.
[Screaming again]
Put yourself in my place!
Put yourself in my taken life!
You who are hiding your face!
Put yourself in my taken life!
Put yourself in my boots,
Put yourself in my clothes.
Put yourself out to die,
Put yourself in bleak land where no sun shows!
With your pulse gone,
Your body turns cold!
[Simmer down the tone softer and softer until the character finally dies in the sand]
Oasis of crimson is what I have found,
Pieces of ashes and rubble covering the ground.
Oasis of crimson I created for you!
Oasis of crimson, just look what I’ll do.
Oasis of crimson is all I see,
Oasis of crimson consuming me!
~ Aaron Graf
