Unholy Wars

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Often times this world of men,
Stained by generations of old,
Is darker than the moon unseen
As our hearts of stone grow cold

And I wonder if it's possible
That it's people could be,
Comepletely unknowing,
The most tragic tragedy?

Blindly they plunder, defacing the alter;
Desecrate the catherdral,
And take the priests by sword
When will the end come to these Unholy wars?





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