Children of the Earth, let us take up arms.
The tyrrany we face of our fate predetermined.
Call goes ringing out, into the fray we're thrown.
To save this race so very shakable.
The fires of forces past.
Freedom to fight or fail ourselves.
Betrayed by what promised peace,
Yet supplants choice for predictability.
So soldier on sweet son and leave no wake behind.
The bombs, the bombs have brought us back,
have brought us back to what we are.
Just chaos tumbling round and round,
Like atoms from the shells of dying stars.
Hope hangs like a ghost, ephemeral at best.
Humanity here on the brink of non-existence now.
So say farewell to fate, and who we could have been,
torn apart like spider webs in the doors of destiny.
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