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The monster sits atop the world
On a pile of lies, death and deception
The treachery of
So called animal omnipotent
Shaking the knees of the devil
Twisted mentality
Ancient brutality
The bloodlusting ape
Tracing its steps back in evolution
Green marionettes bathed in red
No respect for nature's impossible creation
Stripped of humanity
Blinded by the powerlust
How can you be so wicked
The sides are not on the battlefield
But behind closed doors
The old counts its treasure
The young taken from their homes
Such waste of life
Only nineteen years spend together
A son to a mother
A pawn to an ogre
Imp's finger points to fabricated foes
This pointless war
The blood brothers are forced
There will be no winners
Booming sounds silencing all hope
Such waste of life
Let it be no more