As June approaches, the year 1 mark; I rage.
This is a warning to the evil who took my wife.
Hot dry dark desert sands,
We are not strangers; we know each other,
We have been at war since the ocean dried.
It is now as it was before; unchanged, you and me,
Attack, I am ready to defend!
Burn my skin as your fury blows!
Striking me with needles to take my memories.
Attack, I will defend; our war will never end!
You took my wife; you cannot kill me,
I am already your demon,
My cry will blind your ears,
Locking this fight in every cycle, forever lasting,
Attack; I am ready to defend!
There will be no truce.
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