Run
Our race is dying
On the hearth of the orb
That was fed too much wood
The light was expanding
Engulfing our planets sisters and brothers
Burning the forests
Killing the lands
The water has abandoned ship
Leaving the curse to the light
That is coming ever closer
The heat can be seen
Our works have melted
Our work was for nothing
But
I am glad I flying away with those
Who I love
Searching for revenge
Stricken with anger
I think
I shall hunt earth
There blood shall saturate the ground
By killing others
I will avenge my people
The greatest war world in the universe
And I will continue
The tradition
With one death comes another
Of a different species
Watch out, we are coming
The bloody history of the
ashala
Continues on earth
With the most bloody battle
The and shall triumph
With ease
It’s only 6 billion on 10
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