• As we maintain in the chaos
    Blood will become the fuel
    Our Hearts will become the engine
    We will control the universe
    With cold retinas
    And firm beliefs
    Only if we have to

    Ours is a madness
    steeped in lore
    The hardest kind
    for the hardest core
    We are the last
    in a line of dying Boars
    only time will tell
    only silence understands