Look down,

Deeper within the ground.

Where no witness is in sight,

Weapons of strange matters abide,

Waiting for their time.

From the manifolds of space,

To the manipulations of time.

Legends will unite,

To end the interstellar fight.

Scavengers of differing shapes and sizes,

Make their own great devices,

Search for the ones who need hope,

But beware those who wish to harm.

Beware the Lone Scavengers of Mechanical Might,

And the bright Elders who lie in time.

Beware those who are worse than her,

For they can disintegrate you with just a bite.

Beware the scavengers who run the state,

United in terror and hatred for all.

Beware the horrors of those who Harvest,

And beware the lens who left their makers,

Do not trust the Engines of Horror,

Or the greed of The Beast.

If we fail to win the fight.

If we fail to make it right.

We shall all expect the light.

To fade as we all die.