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War

Kill the innocent, burn the giving, rape the living.

War is as cruel as man himself.
War never changes.
Man never changes.
Life never changes.
Death is constant.

War for an Iranian dinar.
War, for those who got killed before.
War, drop the bomb on the innocent in a coffe bar.
Soar above the living, war is gore.
War will settle the score.
No more life, because war, I adore.
I tore through you with war.
It will never end, this I swore.
While bombs blew away my family behind a barn door.
War, is what I account for.

Humanity is no more.





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If you want to change the individual
you have to change the situation
If you want to change the situation
you got to know where the power is in the system

- Phil Zimbardo
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