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weak.

weak follow weak

on a long one way path

they

know not

what they are

march of the philistines

walking in fine lines

shoulder to shoulder

eyes with no solace

the air becomes colder

screams

are heard ahead

the weak remain transfixed

now they walk

amongst thousands of corpses

Gazing upon the dead

From the top of mountainside

There two trolls cast hex

Laughing at the omnicide

weak.

weak still follow weak

on the same one way path

they

know not

what is to come

march of the philistines

Never knowing that death is coming closer

unable to hear the screams over their own footsteps

FALLING

most of them died from tachycardia on the way down

the rest snapped backs and necks on the already mangled ones

a few were left suffering, unheard due to being covered

by dead philistines.