For we have seen the War’s, the coming of River Styx king tide,
Witnessed the slow rolling damage of Cities, the people mortified,
Brave words of men who cower abaft of Armies, men all steel eyed,
Destruction, carnage and death bought by them whom seem so dignified,
Cities crushed, dwellers erased lie in the gutters cast aside.
Birds of prey swoop from the skies with rains of fire,
Barbarian hoards ravage all with, lighting spears, and hellfire.
For we have seen the coming of War from the Czar’s,
Witness the slavery of conquering empire Caesar’s,
Brave words of men, who cower abaft of Armies, a shining Star,
Destruction of Nations, carnage of histories, watched from afar,
Cities burned, natives enslaved, now a memoir.
Birds of prey swoop from the skies with rains of fire,
Barbarian hoards ravage all with, lighting spears, and hellfire.
For we have seen the War’s, humanities degradation,
Witness coming of the end, and the four apocalyptic horsemen,
Brave words from men who cower abaft of broken Armies, with nil left to bargain,
Destruction of all, beguiled by all, death for all a certain,
Cities laid waste, inhabitants obliterate, a world ever darken.
Birds of prey swoop from the skies with rains of fire,
Barbarian hoards ravage all with, lighting spears, and hellfire.
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