Heavy clouds obscured the sun
The only sources of light
Muzzle-flashes from their guns
Desperate was their fight
Deep-rooted was their hatred
And intoxicating their rage
Nothing remained sacred
The world was a burning cage
The far reaches of creation
Was collapsing round the edges
Weapons of mass-destruction
Toppling civilizations off their ledges
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