Oh barren wasteland devoid of life
An arid canvas of soil crust

Desolated plains and lifeless valleys
Intimately adorn thy body

Deceitful silence emanates from the depths
Of these accursed stirring bodies of water

Life conceived ubiquitously from a wretched organism
That betrayed their own kin by dismantling their kingdom
Sentient beings slither from the watery abyss

A wretched cradle of life
From which tyrants will arise
With Instinctual urges to devour
Those who cannot escape

Appointed by natural selection
Primal beings rule over the weak
The disparity of life and death becomes law
As predators enact their mortal decrees

A wretched cradle of life
From which tyrants will arise
With Instinctual urges to devour
Those who cannot escape

Consuming the weak with no remorse
their light snuffed out by their predators
A wretched cradle of life
Where Tyrants are born

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