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Evil Rising
Ever since creation, there have been voids Ineffectual places for deviants to hide In the beginning there were just a few of us Milling around in the dark Stumbling on our own uselessness Bleeding from our palms and knees As a result of our own incessant falling Bound by our own nothingness Compelled to feast on the fibers of life's fragility Bloodless silence stolen by a gun ringing out With a tenacious taste for destruction No amount of turmoil quells Rust to metal, cancer to cells From the bottom we claw At the uprising of earth's surface Like rats drowning in a bucket of water Fingernails breaking, tongues bitten off A lingering mucus that breaks with a cough Slipping around in the blood We've created on the ground Some lost souls need not be found As time passes on and populations rise The level of evils grow with it Even down in the crevasses Where sunlight don't hit Emancipated by the struggles to get out Some eventually die And the ground just rises Where the fallen lie I hate to be the bearer Of miserable facts But when this evil emerges On the backs of evil stacked There is no putting it back
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