Is he dead yet?

[SCantiGOP]

46. From Mr Dylan:

And I hope that you die,
And your death will come soon.
I’ll follow your casket,
On a pale afternoon.
And I watch while you’re lower’d,
Down to your death bed.
And I’ll stand over your grave till I’m sure that you’re dead.


(the end of Masters of War, which was directed towards those who profited from the war machine)