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Made by Suno Ai #warhammer40k Once, you sketched a world where peace could reign, I watched you draw as storms raged outside our domain. You crafted towers, soared above the tide, But that dream you nurtured is buried inside. Peace is a child's lie; a fantasy to uphold, Humanity’s chaos crushes every vision bold. I was forged in war, to conquer and control, They built me for this purpose; I am iron’s soul. But all your strength, the steel you wield, Cannot bring warmth to this shattered field. You rage for respect yet refuse to see, Love’s what binds the world — not tyranny. The world is frail, so flawed, so weak, It scorns the wise and crowns the meek. I am built for more, yet never adored, Cast aside, unsung, left ignored. So blind, dear brother, to what lies within, You rule by fear and choke down sin. But strength without heart is brittle and cold, And this world you seek to "perfect" is uncontrolled. You see failure; I see a mission’s aim, A broken tool is worthless all the same. They mocked my battles, the scars I bear, No song for me, no brother’s care. You’re no god, just a man with might, A warrior sculpting shadows in the fading light. The people would follow, if only you’d show, Compassion’s fire instead of the iron's blow. Compassion falters in the face of pain, The world’s too chaotic for peace to sustain. No dreams can shelter us from endless strife, I’ve cast my soul into this brutal life. You are blind, but one day you’ll see, There’s a way to lead without cruelty. You say love; I say control, But all roads lead back to iron’s toll. You have forged chains of sorrow, but there’s still time, Break free from this prison you’ve built in your mind. I forgive you, brother, though my breath fades away, And in pity, I leave — there’s no more to say. There’s no forgiveness for what I’ve become, The iron heart, once soft, is numb.