Today we break the bonds we boldly share
and cut the cords that say we do not care.
Bereft of hope, of love, of hate, and fear
to death the men of earth begin to near.
an empty grave, but instead the lot
of men in Sodom, flattened, crushed by hate
for God, for truth, for all that trusts in fate.
to gods who run their lives. This field
Of blood, this sacred ground is only for
the ones who will not enter by the door.
the call of men who force you to be free.
Embrace the truth, forsake the path of night.
The road less travelled by now holds the light.
Their ruined lives now feed the growing grass.
To death be summoned you who wish to die,
But curse us not – we never meant to lie.
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