Behind a film inside my eyes lies this:
Magnificent destruction of mankind
Unquenchable the silent serpent's hiss
Till all is gone and nothing's left to find.
And close the screamer's mouth or cut his tongue
A thousand times as cruel and crueler still
Behold the ghastly murder of the young,
Until there is none living left to kill.
First blasted on a burning fire of pain
Then drowned inside a boiling vat of tears,
While bleeding severed hands try to explain
This ghostly repetition to the years.
If we choose then we can make suffering cease
And man can live forever in glorious peace.
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