The Combine's traitors-
Are my loyal friends-
A constant daring-
But to what end?
When the bloodshed wanes-
And lives lost are missed-
What will our battles have won us-
Other than loneliness?
To call ourselves free-
And throw off their rule-
Will our world fall into disorder-
Caught in temptation's pull?
Greed, lust, and many unmentioned-
Will ravage our minds-
And ruin our mission.
Is freedom truly what we will obtain-
From attacking the system-
What more can we gain?
But, maybe- somehow-
We will rise from the ash-
Create a new world-
And find peace, at last.