Scratching the sky, tall kingdoms rule like Gods, their power their food, their money their soul. Corruption leaks out of their windows like thick blood.
Poor innocent men scramble, watching from their throne the Gods laugh at such a piteous site But this is no tale.
Perhaps one day a hero will prevail,
And Stop such senseless domination by immediate action extermination,
Of all beings cursed by the devil,
But then, would that make us the same...
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