You stand there, looking like, for trouble,
Brisk walk to my face, tell me off,
Do you not like what I’m saying?
Let me say it again,
You don’t understand yet, and maybe never will,
Aggravating the dark, is what I like,
Bring your best, send your worst,
War will come, death will happen,
Tear and blood will spill over, onto the land,
His eternal fire will wipe it all away,
Inevitable.
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