You are the claimer of lives every day and night:
You plague on until all life is completely gone.
But worse, you steal purpose from those lost in the fight.
To me, you are a traitor and a sordid thief.
We share ancestry, yet you rot them from within.
You hoard life as if it only belonged to thee.
Yet, I thank you for the impotence you gave me–
You showed me the mystery that comes from within.
An enigmatic spirit that has set me free.
I wage war on you for you have let my eyes see;
I respect you, for you hold true to your decree.
But, I fight for those who lost purpose to your creed.
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