Adrenaline rush, I feel so alive.
Even in the moments prior to our dive, dive, dive.
Through the vapour and out the haze.
Heart beat slamming as I narrow my gaze.
All thoughts stored away for after.
Now is the time to be a grafter.
Fulfil my purpose and my will.
To survive this run even if I kill, kill, kill.
All these enemies that grew.
Like a disease it spread from the inside to,
Infecting everything it touched.
With recklessness all life it sucked,
Until what remained was a shell.
Our great republic now a tyrannical hell.
Oppression the only course on their menu.
A future pre-planned for me and you.
Not a route I wishes to tread.
A life like that means you might as well be dead.
So to the rebellion I pinned my flag.
Hence why I now sit inside fighter determined to survive.
See freedom returned to us all.
Not watch as we all drown while we crawl.