I think of it every hour.
When I first stepped foot on its grounds,
we began singing about Halo- what marvelos sounds!
Then just when our praises began,
we found ourselves falling into enemy hands.
We opened the wrong door and we excaped too late,
and most of our bretheren suffered a horrible fate.
The creatures gurgles filled my mind with terror and fear,
as they drew closer- dangerously near.
I excaped by a hair but my other men did not
They were eaten and demented by the lot.
The Flood... they came for us day by day,
and we tried to flee halo but to our dismay,
we could not...
Then he came.
The Demon- The Master Chief came next to be our enemy,
now we could never flee.
The dangerous beast then came to know
the danger that we feared ever so.
Their gurgles filled my head with fear
as they drew ever so near.
Their gurgles filled my head
with dread...
I can still hear them.