.We came from the pile.
We came from the dead and dying.
But the moment you pulled,
You brought us back to the living.
Stand here to a world at war.
This blacken field leads to ruin.
Ruled by folds pulled tight,
and a pit so slick..
Draw your lines, let nothing cross.
No!
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