the terror chronicles

They apologize
promise a better dawn
do we still live in peace
or are we hell drawn

One man to kill
a hundred hearts
one man who lost
his own endless pasts

They laugh and mock
the bloodied streets
do we forgive and forget
each evil we meet?

He walked away
without a goodbye
his little girl
could do little but cry

They cry out lies
that go beyond the untrue
do we kill them all in return
what would that little girl do?

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