Armed And Ready

Post

Nuclear

Surface probe

Scanning for

Life signs

All either dead

Or praying for

The next impact

Couldn't rise

Past all these

Sworn perimeters

And besides,

All their wars

Were just cheap breeding contests

And unearthed

Their ripped jaws still screamed:

Survivor:

Awoke to find the sky below a swollen ground as it all lifted up

I heard no voices in this storm and even as they overburned,

I've never felt more alive

They built me well against this dawn until

They led me through their righteous armored gears

And as they grinded on, i realized that i've swallowed whole

The corpse of my belief

Yet still...

I am all armed and ready

My faith's all strapped

The blood runs colder

The days drain past

I go on

I'm ready for war

Except,

Raised flags and all the pride you spit

Will never make an impact

I'm still all armed and ready

This mind is all torn

They ripped this faith off, they'll have it ready to blow

I'll go on

They're still praying for war

Enforcer:

So let them

Praise their swarms

And worship their every

Impact

While they

Grind their wars

And sell them to every last

Perimeter

They have bred

Beyond all hope

Of a resolve

Let their jaws

Rip into their last

Oblivion