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We look high into the sky and deep in the earth, for the gods that shift and shape the way we live. We fail to see what is there, we fail to see look strait forward and see what we are. We... are.. blasphemy, we are mother natures greatest mistake. We scorn our mother, slowly kill her while she does nothing but provide and shelter us. She gives and gives while we slowly shove the knife in deeper.

Maybe she had a different plan for us, forged us with different intentions.Maybe we were supposed to be gods, guardians of earth. But instead we are hounds of hell. Horsemen of the apocalypse, we ride until only rubble lays under our hooves.

Gods walk among us my friends, we tread on them each and every day. Our countries the horses and us the horsemen.

Horse of famine



Horse of death



Horse of conquest



Horse of war