Mount Elgon is an extinct shield volcano on the border of Uganda and Kenya, north of Kisumu and west of Kitale. The mountain's highest point, named "Wagagai", is located entirely within the country of Uganda. At 4,321 m (14,177 ft), Elgon is the seventeenth-highest mountain of Africa. Although there is no verifiable evidence of its earliest volcanic activity, geologists estimate that Mount Elgon is at least 24 million years old, making it the oldest extinct volcano in East Africa. It covers an area around 3,500 square kilometres (1,400 sq mi).
Mount Elgon is a massive solitary volcanic mountain on the border of eastern Uganda and western Kenya. Its vast form, 80 kilometres (50 mi) in diameter, rises 3,070 metres (10,070 ft) above the surrounding plains. Its cooler heights offer respite for humans from the hot plains below, and its higher altitudes provide a refuge for flora and fauna.
Mt. Elgon consists of five major peaks:
State of condition comatose burn victim
The deaf blind paralyzed blight
Pure decision to end the suffering of those
That cannot win the fight
So what'd you do, so what'd you do
With your god the fat you chewed
And from his silence to your faith infer
To split the hair and watch them suffer
And still, you say "you're playing god" "in the name of god"
"for the love of god" ...goddamn you
Opposition to prolonged life decision
By the man who calls himself right
Holier than thee, you go breaking your creed
Solely perceived on your false insight
chorus
As her eyesight fades
In the dark she'll curse your name
His hearing dissipates
Now in silence he'll curse your name
The man under a bullets reign
They will all curse your name
The child defaced by flame
They will all curse your name
Ryan solo
Time passes and the nation of god refuses time is wasted on a contradicting point
They taste their flexible morality and choke on the bitter reality
Greg solo
Ryan solo
Greg & Ryan
State of affliction derails your conviction
By the man at first who wasn't sold
Your position faces the opposition
Now a victim of your misguided mold
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