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Empires calculate loss as numbers Gender denial, psychological failure They are emasculated by being denied pleasure torturing them to inhuman limits. Barbed horizons carve the dawn, Mud baptizes the nameless sons, Bayonets bloom like iron flowers, Photosynthesis of blood and skulls. Ghosts crawl through over the bloody ground, Damned equations of gas and hell, commanders writes epitaphs, the science serving mass delusion. The emperor eats the ordered ranks, Trenches fracture time and will, “Dulce et decorum” honored end, Where silence screams, the world stands still. History is a function of decay, Every empire trends to dust, Every empire falls, and so does its soul. All glory reduce in the void. Here is the field where real men fall, Not myths, not honor, souls and hearts, No gods to choose, no fate absolves, Only the unchanged path of death. Oppenheimer whispers through the flame: “I am become death…” the theorem stands, "The Destroyer of Worlds"" when knowledge grows without restraint, Creation trembles in our hands. Data Targets Coordinates aligned Human reduced to vector lines Trigger Signal Execute the plan War is the answer. Satellites like silver ghost Quantum keys and coded hosts Launch destruction through the air Today there are no trenches, only distant screens. On-site command centers Drone-lit skies and faceless generals, The battlefield becomes the cloud of the gods, Death arrives through your worst nightmares. CRISPR edits soldier’s flesh, DARPA breeds killer androids Silicon prophets learn to lie, What remains of human will is horror and steel. Here is the field where real men fall, Not myths, not honor, souls and hearts, No gods to choose, no fate absolves, Only the unchanged path of death. cannon fodder fools blinded by grief their names have been lost.