Im tunnel warp pullin the mind thru itself.
Searchin uncharted depths tryin ti he'll myself.
Answers r lost yet confusions long gone.
It's jus me now seekin my own pawns.
The army within that's gearin back up.
Yet the armor is thicker weighin its touch.
One lil two lil three lil millions of me.
Plucked from my head into a new reality.
Standin I a row takin their turn.
Cuz the last battle alone is how we learned.
Soldiers of war relations n all of then have a voice.
Silent with a swivelin tilt listenin to the noise.
Protectin the rise that feel from within.
N each n everyone of them have their own twisted grin.
Lettin nothin by as it tries to slide thru n pierce the cause.
Wrapped round the process gainin ground that has paused.
In my worm hole there's pieces of me shattered n gathered.
Reshaped n formed into Militant force that knows we matter.
As one as a unit from the depths off resurrection.
The fight has only jus began with a fierce determination.
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