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We fight ourselves, a trial and error relentlessly opposed;

the best of us lie slain and conquered or dwelling in our homes.

And while we lie here left to rot deserted and alone?

A few return back from the bullshit, exalting a new throne.

Week, we only fight for so long, conquered by our own

devices in the guise of God, we’ve enslaved what is known

as integrity and humility, through this we’ve proudly shown,

nepotistic monarchies while repenting to save our souls.

Yet here we dwell, in fear of a Hell, beyond our mortal reach.

Complacent, shame has tarnished us. Could there be honor amongst thieves?

And as we lie here left to rot alone amongst our thoughts.

Abused and raped here victimized by villains and their Gods.