Dead End Evolution

In Malice's Wake

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We emerge from the dust still breathing,
If only to see the dead left behind.
Our world bears the scars of decimation,
Left with black plains of desolation.

A logical step for evolution,
Technology dictates execution.
Suvivors begin pointing the finger,
The remnants of humanity laid to waste.

The cancer you see is humanity, a race consumed by hate.
With heads up their ass they rain down their fire,
Only to conceive their primal desire.
Desire to hate..