Radioactive Toy

Run through forests on a hot Summer day

Trying to break down walls of numbing pain

Give me the freedom to destroy

Give me radioactive toy

Taste the water from a stream of running death

Eat the apple and cough a dying breath

Feel the sun burning through your black skin

Pour me into a hole, inform my next of kin

Run through graveyards on a dusty Winter day

Spit the dirt out and try to say...