Twisted fingers
Blood flowing from every hole
Seeping into the mind
thoughts of this faded reality
Scream, it does no good
your fellow man is just out to stab you again
The war drums cry
A clash of sparks and metal
Screaming for god
Where is your god now?
That you have no eyes to see?
No fingers to feel?
And no ears to hear?
When will your intervention come?
And finally save you
From this hell on earth
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