Titan - The Crüxshadows

A soul of pure mechanics

A sentinel to this edge

Battle bruised and filled with holes

Last living to protect

Burning chrome and steel becomes

Something more alive

That to destruction so consigned

Believing will survive

Look up now child

To the sky

And hear the titans

Fearless cry

For you these mortals

Now become

An offering to life

And all the men

Who will not die

Even though

They give their lives

Return to us

And in our hearts and minds

As heroes will survive

Engines burn in glowing rage

High above the clouds

Where bullets reign

And metal bleeds

As smoke comes streaking out

Now limping back sad victory

Its wings are losing flight

And down it goes

This fireball

Its etched into my mind