election, by DS Kane
the starless night envelops everything
like a frozen blanket
I fear what is certain
neither dust nor mud will follow
but what appears through the void is a misery full of soulless old men
now we who were the light and faithful run stampeding
trampling those not aware enough to scatter
we chose this fate
we weren't wise enough to see the storm's approach
we aren't agile enough to outrun it
and fate is unseeing and invisible
heil Trumpler.
like a frozen blanket
I fear what is certain
neither dust nor mud will follow
but what appears through the void is a misery full of soulless old men
now we who were the light and faithful run stampeding
trampling those not aware enough to scatter
we chose this fate
we weren't wise enough to see the storm's approach
we aren't agile enough to outrun it
and fate is unseeing and invisible
heil Trumpler.
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