Follow Suit

Of Anger, Pain, and Death,

And all who follow suit,

As Abel, Cain, and Seth,

Are forced to play the Devil's flute

'Till lungs breathe their last breath,

As skulls beneath his boot.

Their lifeless bodies left,

Each blind and deaf and mute.

Though Hope was not yet lost.

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