long ago–we lay frozen deep in snow. it
was nice–suspended in the endless ice. time
destiny crept. the planets aligned–
flew by–worlds did weep and kingdoms
no longer–no longer confined–the humans–
as pure as the arctic snow! whoa!
died. but still we slept–knowing that
sword in hand–or righteous wrath–
so blind–your race is–of a futile kind.
cleave through your ranks a bl**dy
and now we stand–helm on head and
to us–or you’ll drown in a sea of pus!
path–your system–sucks! your cities
stink, your world is f**ked. so come
drown in pus