.....The Grim Reapers Of Death
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The grim reaper of revenge and death
Reaps the heads of life
Until no breath,
The hate of religous faiths
Inspires its selves to melt
Their own souls to fall
Into a quagmire of death.
The grim reaper steps
On the stones of love
Covered with the mask of hate
To hide from the Gods above,
Sticks and stones of words
God help mankind to stop this madness,
Every soul to help to pour away
This cocktail of reapers and revenge,
OR THERE WILL BE NO MANKIND!
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