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The Molten Faces Tribe

when technology
and biology
were embraced by our kind
nanotech and cures
used upon the poor
caused their kin to arise

and what remained was a brutal fear
blood raging anguish drawing near

falsely we believed
that they were extinct
yet we're fighting them now
oh this fight is hard
heavy on our hearts
since they used to be us

now we are running low on men and arms
still with this feeling lurking in our hearts
but we'll endure this heavy weight we bear
we can't die now and fall into despair

fight!

their faces, embrace us

their forces dwindle, maybe we can prevail

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