Hymns and hums
Of another worlds drums
Beat as the cold grows weary
The fire War, the freeze of Death
The Hunger of Famine
The seeping Disease of Pestilence
Nothing will stop the Wrath
In the shadows, a Spurrilous Noise calls
Sins; twisted figures, come forth, heed
The world. Will. Bleed
-The Sin of Envy
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Alright, alright, alright what do we have here? Wrath on the field! Bring an anger management counselor! Or a sword, those work well as well.