A fire rising.
A new order sought.
Their minds lost,
overrun with desires.
Their war is but one of lust.
And hatred for our kind.
Intellect is their enemy and
those creatures of thought are
their prey.
A fire rises in their hearts,
the burning set to destroy us.
If we cannot quell their thirst
for blood what will we become?
Shades of they,
the mindless soulless
creatures of this ever
crumbling world.
A blade must be driven through
their ignorance,
their hatred,
their incontinence.
Those who have the gift they seek to annihilate
must stand tall to crush
the rising tower that is their spite.
