SilverRogue: A Dib songfic for the song "So you Say that the Battle is
Over" I wrote one night while I was bored. No real point or plot to it.
Just r/r at least one of my fics, and I'll r/r at least one of your IZ
related fics. I own nothing.
And you say that the battle is over,
And you say that the war is all done
.
Tell it to the guys with their eyes to the sky
Who know the truth about alien life,
And write it on the sides of the great Irkan ships,
Or Voot Runners where conscience is tossed
With the truth in our eyes, it is we who must die
And it's we who must measure the loss.
.
And you say that the battle is over,
And finally the world is at peace
.
You mean no one is dying, and mothers don't weep,
Well it's not in the papers, at least.
There are those who would deal in the destruction of life,
There are those who'd feed earth to their sun,
Most aliens are ruthless, will anyone weep
When the planet called earth is gone?
.
Now the guilt cannot fall on the heads of the few,
It's become such a part of their race;
.
It's eternally hurting that all which is earthling
Be conquered at the end of the glorious chase.
From young stars to old planets, from novas to moons,
They will fall just like weeds in the wind;
With Invaders, and conquests, and tallest on top:
What a hell of a race are Irkan.
.
And you say that the battle is over,
And you say that the war is all done
.
Tell it to the guys with their eyes to the sky
Who know the truth about alien life,
And write it on the sides of the great Irkan ships,
Or Voot Runners where conscience is tossed
With the truth in our eyes, it is we who must die
And it's we who must measure the loss.
With the truth in our eyes, it is we who must die
And it's we who must measure the loss.
And you say that the battle is over,
And you say that the war is all done
.
Tell it to the guys with their eyes to the sky
Who know the truth about alien life,
And write it on the sides of the great Irkan ships,
Or Voot Runners where conscience is tossed
With the truth in our eyes, it is we who must die
And it's we who must measure the loss.
.
And you say that the battle is over,
And finally the world is at peace
.
You mean no one is dying, and mothers don't weep,
Well it's not in the papers, at least.
There are those who would deal in the destruction of life,
There are those who'd feed earth to their sun,
Most aliens are ruthless, will anyone weep
When the planet called earth is gone?
.
Now the guilt cannot fall on the heads of the few,
It's become such a part of their race;
.
It's eternally hurting that all which is earthling
Be conquered at the end of the glorious chase.
From young stars to old planets, from novas to moons,
They will fall just like weeds in the wind;
With Invaders, and conquests, and tallest on top:
What a hell of a race are Irkan.
.
And you say that the battle is over,
And you say that the war is all done
.
Tell it to the guys with their eyes to the sky
Who know the truth about alien life,
And write it on the sides of the great Irkan ships,
Or Voot Runners where conscience is tossed
With the truth in our eyes, it is we who must die
And it's we who must measure the loss.
With the truth in our eyes, it is we who must die
And it's we who must measure the loss.
