Take your place.In the mountain, of meatIn the history of men.Left out to rot - sun high in the, heat.Of the war to end all wars.The continuous war.This riot - the foolishness of war.Is the end of the line for all.Poetic, creatures soft - boiled eggs.Seek solace, in romanceIn a time of war.Death martyrdom suicide ascension,,,,Timid Heroes rise and fall.In the sphere of shadow and death.Theology philosophy medicine justice,,,,The four pillars of the ancient earth.Long ago collapsed under the weight.Of our stillborn charity.No time left for romantic change.This is the age of war.It is war that surrounds us.Complete destruction treason,,And entropic certainty.The collapse of the gingerbread house.In his infinite wisdom.The fool left the lights on.With no witness left to witness.The triumph of death.Black shadow on perfect landscape.A minor blemish on.An otherwise perfect day.The Holy Trinity replaced.By the Three Stooges.Boiled alive.Burnt to death.Born dead.
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