No weakness found

In suffering


Live wire to the ground


Soft skin

Sloughs so easily

Calluses grant resilience

To the body and the soul


Nothing can be mended

To what it once was


Built with brutal damage


Subjugated cattle

Are made with convenience

Wolves of brutality

Always have we roamed


Death our greatest ally

Blood our only payment

Gold has no luster

When harsh wind buries it in sand


Comfort not our kith

Ease is not our kin

In the unblinking eye of appollo

It is our duty to eternally lie

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