I’m really at a loss for words after hearing of the passing of my dear friend and comrade John Molyneux There was no one like him and he will be sorely missed. Rest in power
The mist covers the houses
The frost that doesn’t speak
All around the globe
A sense of loss and grief
The meeting halls sit empty
The demos have dispersed
When we heard the dreaded news
It really was the worst
Everybody says the same
We can’t believe you’re gone
Our comrade,
Our fighter,
Our John