battle roars in every quarter
grievous fights ubiquitous
brother plots to murder brother
uncle nephew seeks to slay
nor does son unto the father
render what to him is owed
corpses never in a meadow
nor at Martius lay so thick
Christian law is shattered, sunken
flushed with floods of human gore
at the hands of nether spirits
sick delight of Cerberus
to be continued
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