Galaxy
I exit from the dropship,
I glance up at the stars.
Thinking of our homeworlds,
Earth to sands of Mars.
…
But we're on Deimos 875,
Its name, "terror," it means.
I see the damage done by voross,
Under the starlight's gleam.
…
They've left their mark, inflicted scars,
So we'll inflict our own.
Blow this bloody place to hell,
Only then we will go home.