Why would I not wear black?
The dogs of war are grinning
Feast! Let us feast on the flesh of our enemies
Why would I not cast down my eyes today?
The gods of war are brimming with spite
with toothful lust and bared fang
Into the breach again!
Let us o’er reach again
tooth and claw to appease again
our loins needing release again.
To war!
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