Wickedness wanders the land
Demons have confused
The minds of men
In the wilderness
Never knowing
Which way they must go
Things become difficult
Weigh your options
Warrior virus
Way too many of them
To win the war
Seems out of the question
Bombs weapons that wound
And kill
Everything that is attacking man
Man might just
Cease to exist!
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