CHAOS to the Bone
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 Disorganization be it not holy,
 Is not what the devil desires solely,
 But to damage the opposition's attack,
 Rendering them helpless to fight back.
 To capture the enemies' broken soul,
 To thrust them, into the blackened hole,
 Struggling to gasp once more for air,
 But not succeeding, to their despair.
 The devil smiles with furious glee,
 Looking at those who can not flee.
 Putting his trident to the side,
 Knowing the cycle will never subside,
 He tells his minions in a deep tone,
 CHAOS to the fucking bone.

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