Slay and fall,
Wound and bawl,
Bleed and fade,
Slash and wail.
Inject and flee,
Ponder and see,
Blaze, then cease,
Slay, disease.
The moon turns red,
The mad townsfolk dread,
This city, a cage,
Forge your escape."
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