Dragons breath, flowers, green and gold,
Red and purple begin to unfold,
Mayhem and masochist, man is weak
Dungeons and towers the people you keep,
Sun then rain, day then night,

Guns and Bibles
Play out of sight,
Love and hate, anger, and rage
Open this gate
Time to leave this cage!

Apples and cinnamon spice I taste,
Blood and guts all in my face,
Anger at levels unexplained,
Rabid dogs all the same.
Honeydew melons taste so good,

Death at the door
Where windmills stood,
Music and screams all mixed insane,
Cannons that boom
Bring death and pain.

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