.The wreckage of humanity has been strewn across the land
And now the hour of desperation is at hand
We the maggots feed off the dead
Seeking solace in a bed of broken glass
We bleed infected water>
Beneath bright skins of polished steel
Through empty, yearning, starved and fru.
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