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Timelike and the decaying bodies piled high cease to amuse the vultures now Single shots give the rebels confidence They attack in force Heavy machine gun fire from the west toss bodies into the air like ragdolls Textbook Vultures  tearing at eyes of the dead and dying Bullets to precious for mercy The night brings natures other cleaners Muffled screams heighten the reactions as night vision survey death in technicolor The ponderous wait continues Stroking metal like some *** provoking act Followed only by counting lives little savers, bullets of love The vultures dance impatiently The stroking intensifies Hairs stand ***** as movement waves majestically towards its final objective A sudden calm unfolds Nature watches in awe as love is unleashed in her garden for the final time The call to bayonets now, takes man down to his lowest form of savagery   Eyes now meet, screaming death the ferocious last act of  men past the point of madness Blood flows as metal slice through skin and bone, swaying death the final frenzy as screams die the days end Men cry as they survey the last atrocity of human barbarity Battle ended, vultures marvel feasting on the final meal Battle hardened men massacre memories  leaving Celebrations a distant Country as blood red hands refuse to wash They would never return.
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Nov 4, 2015
Nov 4, 2015 at 6:13 AM UTC
The Vultures Dance.
Timelike and the decaying bodies piled high cease to amuse the vultures now Single shots give the rebels confidence They attack in force Heavy machine gun fire from the west toss bodies into the air like ragdolls Textbook Vultures  tearing at eyes of the dead and dying Bullets to precious for mercy The night brings natures other cleaners Muffled screams heighten the reactions as night vision survey death in technicolor The ponderous wait continues Stroking metal like some *** provoking act Followed only by counting lives little savers, bullets of love The vultures dance impatiently The stroking intensifies Hairs stand ***** as movement waves majestically towards its final objective A sudden calm unfolds Nature watches in awe as love is unleashed in her garden for the final time The call to bayonets now, takes man down to his lowest form of savagery   Eyes now meet, screaming death the ferocious last act of  men past the point of madness Blood flows as metal slice through skin and bone, swaying death the final frenzy as screams die the days end Men cry as they survey the last atrocity of human barbarity Battle ended, vultures marvel feasting on the final meal Battle hardened men massacre memories  leaving Celebrations a distant Country as blood red hands refuse to wash They would never return.
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Nov 4, 2015
Nov 4, 2015 at 6:13 AM UTC
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