Theater Of War

In his vain attempt to domination, Man only serves one purpose : the enslavement of his own kind. But in this insane determination, an evil has been awakened, an evil more ancient than civilisation itself, which only drives to selfdestruction.
Have we lost all form of discernment ? The strongest human passion will leads us to the grave.
Dementia takes over all nations, the battlefield is already covered with cadavers. This is man's true nature to attempt to force his goodness and attempt to deny his bestiality. Instinct spares no one.
Darkened is now the skies, blackened is the vision of our futur. The tumults of war are listenable, and trough the ashes of the ground enforces a vision : Death devour humanity with voracity.
Maybe all of this will end one day, or this is just the beginning of the end, but we play a game with well known rules, a dance with the deads...