Pacem In Terris
When empty bullets grounded.
Corpsed smell counted on targets.
His majesty's name summoned.
Made a license to kill less harsh.
Showing Paradised, Heavened, Edened.
Stalling for time, many children asked.
Being unsure of how to answer:
Si Vis Pacem, Para Bellum.
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