In a place not unlike this
Two tribes were still at war
So much like each other
So much hatred to the core
With a history of bloodshed
They swore they’d not forget
Each to avenge the other
For centuries of pain and regret
And they shared the same holy deity
And they knew that only they knew best
So their God decided to return
And put their Holy War to rest
And their God found the country in ruins
And the populace under a cloud
Both sides were heavy with victims
Both sides were shouting out lo…
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Posted on April 18, 2008 at 1:33pm —