The role of creator and destroyer
The laws of life need no lawyers
In the cruel world of blood and struggle
Coming in second means raining rubble

A laurel wreath upon his brow
Bloody garlands for his crown

The past is cruel and the prayers enforced
Man and nature become divorced
Hands torn from burr-clung face
The future like a wolfpack waits

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