To whom words are mightier than swords Be warned, for woes may thee betide
After our pride, land, offsprings and lives what more of us can be deprived?
Virtuousness and compliance are being ridiculed by this persecution
Avarice rules the world, conscience eclipsed by Darwinian aggression
Peace is a piece of cake offered at a gunpoint Truth always the one from their viewpoint
To whom words are mightier than swords be wary, for words may merely be as shorter than swords as our untimely departure
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To whom swords are mightier than words be assured: woes will thee betide
Virtuousness and compliance do not expire with persecution
While avarice feeds on itself aggression only breeds belligerence
The Peace offered at a gunpoint and the Truth in between ruins are but sources of self-inflicted pain
Swords return to sheaths where they belong and get eaten away by time before too long the blast of words, as soon as they explode is a flame time can neither put out nor corrode