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  Ruin, Destroying what you want.   Death, Killing who you want.   Loot, Taking what you want.   Kill,
Apprehensive are wandering minds Cautious to say the least But behind their fragile walls Lies a dangerous beast   It could tear you to shreds from what it’s observed Pick you apart with just a word
You, the ones before us, burnt the world to ash And we were left to pick through the cinders. You say to yourselves in muffled voices,
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