Smouldering remains of chacoaled flesh,
burnt from existence, burnt to death,
burned beyond recognition - senseless human
termination.
Smell of brimstone fills the air,
a stalemate war - no lives are spared.
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Smouldering remains of chacoaled flesh,
burnt from existence, burnt to death,
burned beyond recognition - senseless human
termination.
Smell of brimstone fills the air,
a stalemate war - no lives are spared.