Once there were many of us
we are fleet and proud of it
but now in the vastness of time
we have dwindled to the last ships

We are the last and greatest twelve
her sweethearts of furious war
faster then lightning
hardest to the core

We built upon our ships
made them bigger and stronger
till there was no need for all the others
no need for so many any longer

Oh the privilege of being the elite
being the sky lords of the fleet
battle ready are we... one to twelve
ready for warring,deep into the jaws of hell


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris