Crimson Grass
..and the Hate walked in steel boots
and in shiny armour on this land
and the deadly sunbeams kept on dancing
on His sword and steel fingers
and the Hate was also a monster
centuries later,with a cannon screams darkness
and His feet crushed everything
and now here it stands harmless
people were in the belly of these beasts
living,loving,breathing beings
and they delighted in the slaughter
from the very beginning.
now the roles are changing...
the Beasts are now WITHIN us...
and unless we tell them to leave at once
we're going to walk on crimson grass.
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