Empty cries, desperate wail
On this era, of wolves and hail
What I saw yesterday, has been ruined, battered and stained
What lived before, has now crossed the bay
Roots are pulled out of the ground
Standing on nothing, beaten down
Roaches marching for gold
Sun-devourer follows
Termites feeding on souls
Radioactive glow
Polluting the air, polluting the ground
Poisonous waters stir uneasy sounds
Hateful to the core
you rotten sons of whores
July Cries!

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