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War.
In shadows cast by flames of dread,
The streets are full of thorns and lead,
The skies, once blue now black and red,
Hell’s deep caverns, littered with the dead
Deaths dark cloak needs no disguise
In crumbling streets where hope denies,
in this massacre our innocence dies,
Lost in the truth of these senseless lies.
With every moment hell magnifies
trapped in the realm, where the sun can’t shine
Stuck in this pit of endless fire
My screams only echo as i’m left here to die
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