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The edifice leveled. Face to face with non-truth. Burning remnants adorn the field.

Shrapnel inbound.

Death marches forward. No respite as strength collapses.

A flood ensuing. Bloated bodies floating.

Find remorse in the whites of their eyes;

Long stares thrown deep. No safety words.

A strained world needs no souls to keep.

Hell will digest earth in slow sour putrefaction,

Reigning in epochs of unholy suffering