It May Be Said With A Degree

It May Be Said With A Degree Of Assurance That Not Everything That Meets The Eye Is As It Appears.

Up There, Up There In The Vastness Of Space, In The Void That Is Sky, Up There Is An Enemy Known As Isolation. It Sits There In The Stars Waiting, Waiting With The Patience Of Eons, Forever Waiting In The Twilight Zone.

Not Since The British Raided Cologne Had So Many Bombs Landed In Such A Small Space In Such A Short Time.

Somewhere Between Apathy And Anarchy Lies The Thinking Human Being.

I Guess Requiem For A Heavyweight As Old As It Is Was As Honest A Piece As I've Ever Done.