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I wear a veil of iron mesh,
it sheilds me from sensation,
it's like the one that Jackie wore
after Jack's assassination.

I was just a youngster then,
but, deep inside, I knew,
that with that act of violence
came the end of Xanadu.

My childhood innocense was gone
along with Camelot,
Pandora's box had opened wide
because of Oswald's shot.

Our world came tumbling down that day
an avalanche of evil,
it mowed us down, unstoppable
and crushed the souls of people.

The event was filmed and broadcast
and showed repeatedly,
until the images were burned
forever, indelibly.

The coal-black steed was riderless,
a boot in stirrup reversed,
the symbolism so powerful that,
to this day, it hurts.

And John-John with his little flag,
oh, how we ached with grief,
the look on Lyndon Johnson's face,
stunned with disbelief.

Our world received a lethal wound
still gaping to this day
and evil wrapped its tentacles
and many were lead astray.

Oswald shot on live TV!
The man who killed those nurses!
The Boston Strangler whistling,
the Devil loosed his curses.

Shots rang out from campus tower,
they slayed the Reverand King,
and then they killed poor Bobby,
he would never see the Spring.

But Spring would never be the same
once evil was unleashed,
gone were the days when we were safe,
our innocense was breeched.

Then wars broke out and haven't ceased
and millions have been killed,
and poisoned minds bring guns to school
and hearts are hatred-filled.

Innocents abducted,
babies raped and slain,
mothers drowning children,
the world has gone insane.

Don't turn to church to save your kids
so priests can then molest,
the Devil's even infested them,
he's made the church his nest.

Trust no one; lock your doors at night,
don't let your kids run free,
for evil has ensconced itself
and erased humanity.

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