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[[>]] [[module Rate]] [[/>]] [[=]] **A Warning** We all have a chance somewhere To reign eternal or just be fools In some corner of the skies One house for you, one set of rules. //But not since the knocks.// In the dark they saw nothing at the door For the skies were clouded by paint By the time the people knew their fate Their cries were dim and faint. //They were never cool.// The next door fell and with a cough The bleeding king rose from his seat But had stumbled barely to the door When trampled under its feet. //Disease was never a virtue.// The metal scraped and chunks united The homes and people mixed But iron still makes a fantastic knife By their own hand the mechanics were nixed. //The pieces were never found.// A flamethrower and an atom bomb Right at the invaders head But only the boys in blue and white Were stained in a moment with red. //They only Destroy, Destroy, Destroyed themselves.// The readers and the freedom fighters Saw nothing else to do So they opened the door with a smile and a tear Knowing at least their aim was true. //The library WAS a space for peaceful study.// Greed and rage were all that lived In old Cal and Aaron's domain When the skies fell and smashed on the floor Even the Red Right Hand was slain. //There will be no vengeance, intermittent or otherwise.// Our minds in the void are all that's left, Nothing left in our magical hats The final hope of all that thinks Is with you, the world of bureaucrats. //Are you the ones chosen to lead?// [[/=]] [[include :scp-wiki:component:license-box]] [!-- N/A (No Images) --] [[include :scp-wiki:component:license-box-end]]