The army of darkness.
Blackened corpse, continuous source,
Victims of lost hope, lost will.
Flame burned low through fault of mine,
Strength left to clutch at the flames.

Ive seen the depths of darkness,
But there are those whod die before fall.
Sooner claimed by blood than evil,
By cold steel before your apathetic ways.
I have seen the suffering,
Scarred proof of battles lost and won.

Society struggles on, through race, sex and specieism.
Oppresion will divide the weak, unite the strong.
The only victims are those who,
Who give in.