Cry Bretheran Cry for the Beytrayer is come
Your hands will be crippled and
you shall perish as the wretched outcast
in the bleak unwritten. And you shall
know the face of the destroyer, the
face of humanity.
A short Poem
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A short Poem
The earth shall be green and pure once again, fed by the blood of humanity.