Though the fog of war rolls in,
Rotating gears do not faultier
Driven by men fueled with sin,
See the fate you had bought her.
Canons bang and rockets roar,
Throughout war zones of the mind.
Those who fall sleep evermore,
Gripped by metal's ever bind.
Alas, the men do pile,
Never fearing your tight grasp.
Can you end this ****** trial?
Listen to the horrid gasp.
See what misery you caused!
Oh leader of holy laws!
May 1, 2014
May 1, 2014 at 12:58 PM UTC
Though the fog of war rolls in,
Rotating gears do not faultier
Driven by men fueled with sin,
See the fate you had bought her.
Canons bang and rockets roar,
Throughout war zones of the mind.
Those who fall sleep evermore,
Gripped by metal's ever bind.
Alas, the men do pile,
Never fearing your tight grasp.
Can you end this ****** trial?
Listen to the horrid gasp.
See what misery you caused!
Oh leader of holy laws!
