Soon No One Will Be Left

All our lands are covered with graves
We dig more than we sleep
It hunts
Youthful blood is what the rave craves
The ground collects to keep
Death grunts!

Soon no one will be left standing
Just dumb skulls and shadows
Hate filled.
The sword has left debts outstanding
Luck can’t crack these windows
War billed.


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