Blood flows, a river of life so red,Songs of chaos, whispers of the undead.A symphony of violence in every beat,Drenched in crimson, a tale of defeat.The battlefields echo with these haunting cries,As warriors fall, their hopes shattered like dyes.In the darkness, a symphony of despair,Each note punctuated by the stench of warfare.Yet amidst the chaos, there's a hint of grace,The unity of hearts in this frenzied race.For blood may stain the pages of history,But it reminds us of our shared mortality.From ancient battles to wars yet to unfold,These songs of chaos, stories never told.In every drop, stories of love and loss,Of heroes and villains who bear the cost.Let us listen to these blood-soaked songs,For in their unity, humanity belongs.From the battle cries to a gentle cry of birth,They remind us of our fragile worth.Blood songs of chaos, a testament of time,They tell a story that is solely ours, and yet sublime.

<div>Blood flows, a river of life so red,</div><div>Songs of chaos, whispers of the undead.</div><div><br></div><div>A symphony of violence in every beat,</div><div>Drenched in crimson, a tale of defeat.</div><div><br></div><div>The battlefields echo with these haunting cries,</div><div>As warriors fall, their hopes shattered like dyes.</div><div><br></div><div>In the darkness, a symphony of despair,</div><div>Each note punctuated by the stench of warfare.</div><div><br></div><div>Yet amidst the chaos, there's a hint of grace,</div><div>The unity of hearts in this frenzied race.</div><div><br></div><div>For blood may stain the pages of history,</div><div>But it reminds us of our shared mortality.</div><div><br></div><div>From ancient battles to wars yet to unfold,</div><div>These songs of chaos, stories never told.</div><div><br></div><div>In every drop, stories of love and loss,</div><div>Of heroes and villains who bear the cost.</div><div><br></div><div>Let us listen to these blood-soaked songs,</div><div>For in their unity, humanity belongs.</div><div><br></div><div>From the battle cries to a gentle cry of birth,</div><div>They remind us of our fragile worth.</div><div><br></div><div>Blood songs of chaos, a testament of time,</div><div>They tell a story that is solely ours, and yet sublime.</div>