The people

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Hide in your bastions,
Protected from the howling chaos outside
We will make them your prison and tomb
You hear the cry of the hounds
not realizing that it is you that hold the leash
You see the glimmer of danger
not knowing that you hold the blade.

We see your madness, we have learnt
learnt the lesson of your delirium
We know your gods and idols
and reject them
We must destroy you,
your existence forgotten,

There is a war we are fighting,
it has sporadic outbursts of peace.
You know not the weapons used,
nor understand the rules.
It is fought by no rules you can know,
for we have rejected your rules
will not play your games.

Fleeing the cities
you give us the territory that we desire
never realizing that in this war
it is you we are fighting.
An older generation, a remnant
of a great madness
We don't hate you.
That is too big an emotion.
No , we have judged you,
and found you,
Irrelevant.

All you have from us is pity,
pity and contempt,
Running wraith like through your world.
We have understood the future you would create

We see the promise and the danger there,
In this world, our world
you have no place
You thought to break our kind,
but instead taught us bitter ruthlessness.

Our innocence, our hope
you sold to maintain your lies
In return we learnt the ways
of a new world.
A world made terrible and savage
in a way you can not understand.
there is nothing left for you except
your shrinking citadels.
these remain your prison and tomb.

A symbol of the death,
you would inflict on us.

We will not grieve your passing
no cairn will mark your grave
You have sold our race
to a world of demons.
All pity, all love are gone
luxuries not to be afforded
if you saw the world you have made us
You would cry out, for your destruction.
but you hear our screams
and understand not a word.

for the passing of our birth
is foretold, and it will be bloody
hope not to be spared
pray instead to remain
in your unheeding stupor.
until we have arrived and your world
passed away forever.
A bitter dream
fading in the dawn of a nightmare world.
Our world.