Marching forward Blind with rage Faces strapped to tubes Devoid of human flesh Fire blindly into Growing walls of steel Retaliation starts Helments melt into this concrete smear The end is brightest When the withered hands Are reaching for the sky Their fading cries deforming As the shockwaves rip the stars apart Still alive Barely crawling Hands blown off Limbs torn away All shields breached Decimation rising Red sky falling faster As the wave deletes your fears Annihilation Swept the ruins away The tubes that once clung to the melted flesh Have frozen And crumbled on the mud of broken faces The end is brightest When the withered hands Are reaching for the sky The end is brightest When you never look away from your fate