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Screams of anger,

Shriekings of revenge

The Ramrod comes from

Out the skies with doom

Overseer, circuits on

Alert it was dead but

Now it has returned

Ramrod:

I am back from death

With gnosis in my chest

I will raze this world to

Dust, your creation of

Control for its sake

Will fall into the fire

Tower burning,

Cyborgs cut to shreds

No mercy can be found

In its eyes

Anarchy, all control

Is lost

The overseer beholds

In despair

With fire wild it

Brings incinerating

Storms

Deadly it wields the

Reaping scythe

Laying waste to what

Once was the earth

Bringing truth

that

Kills the lies

Screams of anger,

Shriekings if revenge

The over seer falls

To his knees

Scythe is reaping,

Drinks another soul

Fire as far as the

Eye can see