Mankind
Walking down the narrow path of darkness
Souls of black wash away in the skys
Gothic satire drips from the corners of the Earth
Bloodlust creatures scavenge the cores of nothingness
Picking and prying each bone like strings off a guitar
Everything they do is in vain of the other
Despite their dangerous similarities
They despise one another.
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