Shadow, Bone, & Fire
In the Morning Will Transpire,
& On the Ramparts Gleaming,
Ghosts Will Give New Meaning,
For if They Thought US Dead,
We Now Come to a Head,
As What Has Gone Before,
Repeats the Days of Yore.
So as Flags are Raised on High,
And Rockets Light Up the Sky,
Remember to Heed my Call,
As We Put Up Our Walls,
For Technology Unmatched,
And Brave Hearts Unsurpassed,
Give meaning to the System
Heeding Hidden Wisdom.