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It is a terrible thing, the reaper
Ugly, terrible, shapeless, and dumb
Smell the sweat and blood
On the ground thousands of graves
Feel a torrent of tears and taste the salt
All I feel is dread
It drinks the spirit and eats lives
Always take and never give
Scar the Earth
Leaders and politicians always have
The best intentions
What are we to do
Sit back and wait
Everyone must choose a side
In the game, anyone can win
Everyone loses
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