Affinity of Man

Gone is the affinity of man,

A shadow of it's former self,

A world of terror we have conformed,

Lost is the will to move on,



Human remains smoldering in the fire,

The death of an era of peace,

Which we prayed upon for something that never existed,

Terror that we manufacture,



Children are left in the wake,

The god of mortals lays shattered,

At the horrific animalistic disaster we create,

Gone is the dream of humanity from our eyes.


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