An armored sounder
Marched along the razor wire
Curtailed and corralled
Temporarily held
Against their will
Cloaked in a cape of razors
The leader grunted and groaned
Promising victory
Upon his release
And swift retaliation
Against his enemies
His confidence high
Knowing no prison
Can contain this army forever
The guards at the gate
Abandoned their posts
Believing it was better
To flee the path of an unspeakable evil
And hope for it to contain itself
Than to be trampled and mauled
Once the swine
Finally break free
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