Harvesterror - Naumachia

Some people are born, yet are dead

Some people try to live instead.

Some people need others around to live

Some people can neither take nor give.

Some people have more than enough

Some people say life is tough.

Some people see only injustice

Some people would last despite this.

Some people believe in cleansing fire

Some people called him a filthy liar.

Some people are scared of dying

Some people just can’t stop crying.

Here comes terror.

Terror of harvest.

No chance for an error.

Mors ultima est.