Wasn't there
When the gh0sts were wailing
The tattoos flew
And the wicked were laughing
The innocent were dying
Wasn't there
Where they crossed that shaded Rubicon
Into our ancestral yard
Tribes of envy
Usurpers
Chasing the purple Iguana's great legacy
Wasn't there
When they got stranded
And proceeded to hunt the rainbow
All over the blue-green alien globe
Modified and disguised
In newly acquired hair and freshly minted robes
Countless years have come and gone
Pain
Brutality
In the eye of every recycled storm
And I've heard them say
I was never there when you really needed me
But true-love isn't something you can casually touch
Shifting time
Didn't change us very much
I was there
That day
Right time
Right place
Beneath a red sun
So, so far away
Engel in distress
Whispering my name
I was there
As the real word fell
And there were no questions
None
We rose up and descended into their self-made hell
You are what you've always been
My soul
My wife
My everything
Retribution will be universal
And total
It's now that matters most
I will be there
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