THE BURNING TIMES
Just as surely as east will clash with west
and nomads with settlers
will come The Burning Times.
Eons-old racial divides will awaken with a clap of thunder
of pillage and plunder
of livings and lives torn asunder...
the growing, glowing heat of hate will rule the land
and will not be quelled by any hand.
And what started in the State of Misery
will spread like malevolent flames throughout the sinful sovereign enclave
built and then destroyed by the sweat of slaves.
Surely as now is present the Burning Times are being born.
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