The Girl Who Was... Death! Вторая часть.

"Without corpses
There's no war
And without war
There's no victory
My dear!"

I will not be pushed
Filed, stamped
Inedxed
Briefed, debriefed
Or numbered!

- Nightmare -

Welcome, my freind!
Here whole generations
Of ghosts
Have raised
Their eyes and wings
Each morning
To unbounded space
With the innocent joy
Of crysalids
Greeting
Their final metamorphosis
And in the evening
They're dead and dropping
Like lifeless flowers
Swayed by the plaintive
Whistling of the wind
You must learn, we are all pawns
On this hopeless chessboard;
Your move!