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A warning

A storm of bullets and bombs is coming

But the sky is blue and hot and the leaves are sparkling green

But the sirens are never wrong from what the dead have seen

And when you hear the chaos and madness burst to song

You wonder how the soldiers could've ever been so wrong


My cat is alert but my feet stay put

Her eyes are wary in mad pursuit

Don't fret when things are silent    

Out of a sudden the world turns violent

I stop dead in tracks

And watch as my cat attacks

Windows burst into tiny diamonds 

Ears bleed from the screaming sirens

But it's silent again, calm settles in

I enter hell waking the demons within

Fresh ruins form, this city's not ancient

Destruction beams, it waited so patient

Millions gone, war pays, restoring the balance

Death breaths despair while breaking the silence


The war is(n't) over




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