Battle-ready for re-ignition.
The time we prove ourselves.
Forward through the thick mire.
Let go of our old desires.
You expect opposition.
War's not something I predicted.
Harsh, cruel, often too dire.
I will not let go of what I desire.
One voice mute among the crowd.
Opinions themselves against it.
To be persistent we must be selfless.
Nomadic, a brush on blank canvas.
You imply a fierce grace.
A momentous progression.
Distractions destroy you, leave you hapless.
Where living ignorance brings bliss.
Join us on the grid.
Or lose yourself within your walls.
We'll travel beyond you.
Conquer worlds innumerable.
This is not a matter of choice.
A plan ambitious, but with false-hope.
I can't join forces with ones so blind.
Go on your own. Leave me behind.
