Death, it comes for us all. The faster we run, the harder we fall. I won't submit. I will give it my all. Until it's my time to answer the reapers call. I hope it hurts that you live with this curse, to be regarded as a rat. You'll remember the day that the air became fire, and you were no longer desired.
I refuse to be a victim like you. A crusade on humanity. Flames soar, and I don't know what's worse, to die on my own or to slither the earth? The ground rips open as they drag you down, eternal sacrifice to the brimstone
crown.
Arrogant. You're gonna get what you deserve. A mass grave meant to nourish the earth. The sun is setting and the dead are alive. The ultimate struggle to survive through the night. Hell calls as the devil swings his hammer. The weak will flee. They'll cower and clamour. It's judgement day and only the strong will survive. Immolation of the weak.
Unity is a fucking illusion. Everyone you trust is going to stab you in the fucking back. The hammer drops tonight motherfucker.
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