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A Life Less Easy
Oh, life is cruel! Harsh, unforgiving, But if life wasn't harsh, It wouldn't be living.

Blast! Inflame! Jump! Thrust! A harsh game, In ourselves we trust.

The losers of our dance, Rarely leave unharmed, And sometimes not at all, It happens, we're unalarmed.

True, a society, Where we work together, Might make everything, Peachy, dandy, forever.

But we don't want, Your narrow contentment! We view your mod cons, With a harsh resentment!

We are loyal, strong, Together in violence, You think it wrong, Your thoughts-irrelevance!

Have you forgotten, Where you came from? A blood tradition, You relied upon.

And now you look, At what you used to be- With a critical eye- It makes you uneasy,

To see what you should be. You're so-called life, Is a sham. It isn't living- If there isn't any strife.