Nostros Adamas

The violence dies down
There's now no one around
Except for a man standing still
In the center of town
A beast among giants
With ear piercing silence
His presence appears
When they're done their compliance

If there's anything more terrifying
Than Fiends chopping up children crying
Is a monster of a man
That finds it all satisfying
Though for a moment we lock eyes
And I just know deep inside
That he's tired and torn
Broken and worn
Hating himself for ending these lives
But now the Fiends are leaving
And I'm left here grieving
That I watched so much death
And heard so much screaming
Suddenly it was clear
as to why this man was here
He is the one that does all their cleaning

Repression's the bomb
Hate is the Trigger
The outcome's a 10.0
Of a Richter scale figure

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