

The Winning StormFrom our Ancestors, a Curse, A violent Awakening. Delivered unto us, a Curse, And only we are complaining.The Winning Storm
The soil is parted, the plants are dry, Our bodies lie everywhere, our life's end is nigh. They invade our homes, in the darkness of night, Our children afraid, looking for the light.
Unable to sleep, Only to roam, Unable to speak, Only to moan.
Here come the bringers of Death, We are now obsolete. Replaced by the decaying, With their muddy, bloody feet.
The Dead own this land, For the Living cannot Live on it
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Signatures, who need them?
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