I raise my plasma sword,
I raise it high and thank the lord
For darkness is among all and every single one
For we fall until the war is won
We bleed out for the ones we love
So we can see them from above
We cry all night and day and evening
Before all of us slowly fade away while we are weaving our lives together
Before we end up dead forever
I must feel the freash blood on my skin
Through my victoms thick to thin
I must lick the freash blood off my plasma dagger
As my eyes glow in some sort of matter
Is this right or wrong?
It feels right inside but not on the outside
My army will be by my side
So my foes will commit suicide
The squids will have no choice but to bow
To bow down for what this war is now
This world is crueler than it seems
As this war ended in screams...
~Anonymous
