HU-MID - War

Forward march
Conquer
Onward through
The storm
Spare no life
None
Take your fill
Pillage
Empty sorrow
Cross eyed
Broken nonsense
Hogtied
Rats run rampant
Divide
Coffin cancer
We die
I have found the common problem
Centuries of selfish rations
Move forth
Take it all
Back of the line
Judgement
Has
Come
Repent
As if God's ears have not been closed
To the sound of all the screams
This is a product of war
Lambs at the slaughter
Bleak
Is this the heaven to come?
What says the poets?
This is the rapture foretold by the prophet's
The son of God comes to reclaim His
Throne
Burn
Their
Flag
Into the fire
They
Fall
Returning
Dust
To
Dust
Ash to ash
To
Ash
Soak in the soot

Written by:
Nathan Randolph

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