WESTMINSTER
The Home of democracy?
Westminster Filth
Deep within the burning heart against the backdrop of hot air
lies a cold unsettled feeling which my mind treats with despair
on golden days arising Neath the warmth of speckled sun
An awning fast deposing lest the goodness shall have won
Attacked with such abandonment the venom often shirks
The words of putrefied hatred in the place where evil lurks