Voice_of_the_Soul12,13,01

When the time comes
That civilization
Has reached its peak
It cannot go on
And will soon become weak

The ultimate cleansing is upon us
To devour the lesser and make
Room for a stronger race

Cast down the weak,
'O mother disaster
Rise from the ash,
New superior masters
One society falls,
Another one reigns
To achieve perfection
For the next humanity

Drown the, burn them
Poison their air
No shame in this slaughter
Give birth to a better world
For next era's sons and daughters

Consume their villages
In unyielding storms
Crash a world into theirs
When all seems lost

Use their primitivism to your hands
Let them lay waste to their own lands
Battle is the ultimate sieve
Filtering out this who die
Leaving those stronger to stay alive

Don't think it heartless
This natural extinction
Death is a necessity
To avoid stagnation

Decay leads to apathy
A fate worse than dying
Walk among the living
Not willing to live

Cast down the weak,
'O mother disaster
Rise from the ash,
New superior masters
One society falls,
Another one reigns
To achieve perfection
For a better humanity

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I don't mean to dwell
But I can't help myself
When I feel the vibe
And taste a memory
Of a time in life
When years seemed to stand still