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Warfare riseing
written by Genocide Reaper
09:52 AM 11/20/04
Machines rusting in great masses! just like piles of junk that never had a chance of lasting. Tanks gone to waste, soldiers lay dead in endless fields, fucking politicians have no honor, I will fight, this is my war. Its blood, we want another taste. I knew there would be the insane Compromise, loving war just for lust. Keeping people locked in cells, wait for Execution day to come! Why can't you see its all about to fall? Why can't you seem to hear what I do and listen to that powerful voice call? I hear him speaking. All of the defense walls are weakening. Darkness has set in, the voice continues speaking. Ashes fill the fields, ashes fill the mouths of the fallen, the wounded are crawling, God is calling. Time to pay, here comes the Demons, and there King!


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