Within the Earth's central core
Beats the forge of molten metals
This planet befit for constant war
For the pantheon of greater Gods
Divided between Athena and Ares
Each fighting their proxy battle
As humans are needed for war
With armor, spears and scars
Harden hearts, call out jackals
Scavengers flee from warriors
Earth beats the drums of violence
Humanity cannot hope to win
Endless battle will drain them
And drain their souls within
They sent forth men to battle,
But no such men return;
And home, to claim their welcome,
Come ashes in an urn.
Aeschylus
