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