Every day... it's like descending to an eternal abyss...
Some people say this war is like a living hell... a reincarnation of our mistakes...
But this war isn't like hell... because in hell... the innocent are forgiven...
They even say... that those things are like demons... demons we created...
Fear pushed them into ignorance, chaining their will to the shadows...

But I like to go out the búnker, so I can see the light again...
So the shadows... don't consume me...

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