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All shall fear the wrath of man, the repercussions of his plan. From across the sea we tread dark water, the closer we come the sooner the slaughter. Poison the air, water, disease. All shall be brought upon their knees. Pestilence, Plague, Famine, and Death. Embrace the four horseman breathe your last breath. We've built our towering pyre now it's time to light the fire. Confused and alone, man wanders. At the end of the day it's his own life he squanders.

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