Many billions of years ago
five hundred super war machines were created
they were meant to be the guardians of time
but these integrated intermolecular war machines went rouge
Such bloodshed was given to star creatures
as no mercy was their war call
and for ten million years they did slaughter us
so we to made our own war machines
These one's were given five souls each
made to such perfection they could change lives
yet only twenty were ever made
which made all the Gods relieved
These super beings did hunt down the rogues
destroying them by going Nova
nineteen of the twenty lost their all
now only one lone war machine of them is left
So this last creature contracted by the first ones
now travels the universe looking for a place to die
it wants to shut down and disburse
for there is no one it's ordered to fight any more
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris
© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)
Oct 12, 2013
Oct 12, 2013 at 11:22 AM UTC
Many billions of years ago
five hundred super war machines were created
they were meant to be the guardians of time
but these integrated intermolecular war machines went rouge
Such bloodshed was given to star creatures
as no mercy was their war call
and for ten million years they did slaughter us
so we to made our own war machines
These one's were given five souls each
made to such perfection they could change lives
yet only twenty were ever made
which made all the Gods relieved
These super beings did hunt down the rogues
destroying them by going Nova
nineteen of the twenty lost their all
now only one lone war machine of them is left
So this last creature contracted by the first ones
now travels the universe looking for a place to die
it wants to shut down and disburse
for there is no one it's ordered to fight any more
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris
© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)
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