They are hyenas
seeking for rotten carcass
they are vultures
who feed on carcass
they chase to kill like the one
with mane on the neck
how tasteful is the human
flesh and blood?
That you seek to eat
we need peace please
we have settled round you
for shelter and quietness
you still chased like hyenas
flying like the waiting vulture
these are
hyenas and vultures of death
these are
the top fighters and looters
these are
killers and killjoy in poll
these are
hyenas and vultures after
human souls to kill and eat...
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