The fight for Power is a drug all humans crave

Though many like me starve from the lack of it

Because that hunger for Power is something we just can’t grab ahold of

An added law of Nature: In order to rise up, someone must fall down

But who shall we leave behind in our victories

And who shall we hurt when our craving for Power blossoms into an addiction

No matter who tries it, these aspects and ways of life shall never change

The line between master and slave shall thicken as chaos in the street tries to force out these inevitable laws of restriction

The law in which our success depends solely on the failure of others;

Which has intertwined with our life and our mental survival

A war that is as everlasting as Space which is infinite

Except unlike a simple Flame, it won’t simply burn out

But flare violently ‘til the host no longer exists

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