It's a legocide

I hold in my hand a weapon.
While it may kill, it also leads others to kill.
This weapon of mine, it's killed millions, while killing noone.
It manipulates the human mind,
Making people do crazy things to conquer it.
With it, power is given.
Without it, you're helpless to incoming fire.
For many years people have been fighting to aquire it,
The secret weapon of mass corruption.
Many have died for it.
And a fucking vending machine just stole it from me.