Return of the HurstNation.com …

Despair for the children
who lie now in bed.
The widow, the aged
the soldier who bled.
For out of the “Nation”
comes a sickness and curse –
God save us all
From the demon called Hurst.

Like vandals of old
through our land they did ride
With Hunger and Death
always close by their side.
Came Terror, his herald –
but the wailing comes first . . .
We know he is coming,
That demon called Hurst.