| Massive artillery bombardment
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| Counter insurgency, the reckoning
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| Unleashed furiously upon
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| The inept and morally oblivious army
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| Exact execution of killing
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| Leaving limp and battered shells to fester in the sun
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| Delivering atonement for murder and mutilation
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| The enemy flees in panic
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| Leaderless, cowering to mercenaries
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| Retribution, hunt them down
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| Kill them all, forced attrition
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| Concussing the rebellion back
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| Through their own killing fields
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| Fleeing over a sea of maggots
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| Releasing the stench of a weeks death
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| Forced to a village of atrocities
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| They had just finished recently
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| Regrouped and hungry for more killing
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| The painted platoon picks off the exposed
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| Then creep in, to finish off the rest
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| Exact execution of killing
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| Leaving limp and battered Shells to fester in the sun
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| Delivering atonement for murder
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| Death was the errand and the fate they deserved
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| The sky’s on fire, smell humans burning
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| Can’t believe what they see
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| Unrelenting butchery
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| Entering a village deceased
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| Baring witness to thrawn barbarity
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| Raped, penetrated, and hacked
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| Were victims of genocidal attack |