you, they, he, I and she
wander between the seemingly endless maze
that has become to make up the outer defences
broken they must be and the empire will tremble
begin to fall as their defences begin to suffer
burnt and red the walls change under kiss of sun
satisfied with only but to succeed we leave
not to turn a head in the destruction behind
your, their, his, mine, and her
lives continue for a walk upon two feet
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