On the bloody fight goes power,
Humans kill each other with eyes
Full of hate and covered with blood,
Blinded, great to see the enemy fall

The aim, conquest must be reached
Victory is nearly a doubt
Due to the barbarism seen everywhere,
On the battlefield only the strong survive.

No blame to make the enemy
Bleed to death, to see and feel his last
Vital stimuli leaving through
Your murdering hands, stinking blood and pus

These battles of hate
Of ethnical interests among
Fellow peoples, apart from differences
Where pain and destruction are their main borders

Borders! Borders! Borders!

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