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How Do We Seal Combat???????????

Front line of war...Crunch time of gore....Only the fittest survive
Pump shrines in drought....As a blunt finds your....Leg, he falls to the floor as you grip it tight
More "millimeters" of blood than men in combat...not even O-Ren could "top" that
A spill in demeanor....now even your frends are tomcats...chaos around as again a bomb threat
So much animosity surrounding the fact...we impounded with gats
Ever wonder why sealer of war lounges at back?
This wage on war is like two caging animals exchanging blows with amazing swords
Praying to the lord....Who can seal the fate that has wielded hate
Cause the people who are privates and soldiers really have the elite status
But when maniacs arrive with knifes and holsters, it becomes an out of reach matter
Alcohol leaves brains in aguish...as hooligans cannot refrain to stab shit...amends in their hands
So much pain and madness, so many slain and handcuffed...only to end up where they began
Racists and Rapists, please give the thongs a rest
Gandhi and King, sealers of combat among the best
We are slowly evolving to our own fiction, masters of our own bads
Those only remain human who take actions into their own hands
But then again, looming in hate...why must we seal combat when inevitably our lives will be lost
Doom is our fate...the real combat is when we must leverage strife over loss
The world is an illusion- more of a fanbase...combat is more or less internal
For, if we can see past fake handshakes....war is eternal

There is no end to it all......