Genocide
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 Space blackened eyes,
 A rebel leader's cries,
 Inspire the men to fight harder.
 Oppression of race,
 And possesing no place,
 Lead one man to be the first martyr.

 Humans once lived alone,
 And built weapons of stone,
 To fight over farmland and grain.
 But ten decades have past,
 And these men are the last,
 To live this horrible life of pain.

 Men have fought back before,
 For they used to adore,
 Their life, and freedom of thought.
 But despite all the wars,
 No one has yet reached the shores,
 And off this planet, where men belong not.

 Only twenty humans remain,
 To dodge the metalic rain,
 But only seven can dodge the blast.
 Our alien captures just ahead,
 Mankind will soon be dead,
 It looks like Revolution #9 will be the last.

 Onslaught [CHAOS] 8.9.93