When all your moods have

Turned to dark,

Have you ever searched your body

For that mark?

Searched your head and

Searched your hand

Searched anywere you can?

And then you realize, the mark

Is not born with the beast.

And also isnt one, at least!

But in reality, is a group or

Government if you will

Planning to take a nation

And make its first kill!

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