the pround son of proud fathers, the feared and fearless me
soldier of harmageddon, I was born to fly free
now they see a wasted resource, I'm banished, I'm scorned
lonely in my rusty shell a restless mind hellspawned
they've marched with banners and they've torn down the wall
onware to new tomorrow, it illuminates them all
I was left anone to sulk in ther rift they had to heal
forgotten threat still lives on in this body of steel
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