Third Eye Bleeding (Mar 7th,2003) Poem by Nicholas McDonough

In the future, as in the past
I am the first, I am the last
Knew the mother, am the father
I don't care if you don't believe
All of the children did deceive
From the wind comes knowledge and truth
As it came to me in my youth
Storm of truth, the wind is a gale
In the end, so many will fail
The first to know are the first to die
I know but wish that was a lie

I am the first I am the last
In the future as in the past
I the father, knew the mother
I am the last as in the past
I am father, where is mother?
Children deceive, you don't believe
Wind is a gale, many will fail
To me in my youth, came storm of truth
I want to cry as the first die
On with battle, die like cattle

In the future as in the past
I am the first, I am the last
The first to know are the first to die
I have but just one question, why?