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Reclaimed Human Debris (ASW-G-08)
by Stormland
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I was a war orphan
Conscripted into a PMC
Forced to have three surgeries
To implant spinal circuitry
An enhanced child soldier
Expandable mechanized infantry
Until I found this ancient machine
Arise Barbatos, arise the new me
In this machine
I fight not for glory
But simply to exist
As reclaimed human debris
I am no longer just
My Alaya-Vijnana implants
I can face down any enemy
That would stand before me
The battlefield is where I prove I'm alive
To show I exist, before man and sky
I am no longer scrambling to survive
I have seen the light, now you must die
Now let the iron flowers bloom
Where the blood has been shed
Each grave a monument
That asserts my existence
The worlds see me as sub-human
An orphan meant to be a slave
I refuse to just know my place
I will not go gently
I have a circle who see my worth
Friends to die and to kill for
I'll become a demon for our sake
And burn out on my terms, not rot away
In this machine
I fight not for glory
But simply to exist
As reclaimed human debris
I was a war orphan
Conscripted into a PMC
Forced to have three surgeries
To implant spinal circuitry
An enhanced child soldier
Expandable mechanized infantry
Until I found this ancient machine
Arise Barbatos, arise the new me
In this machine
I fight not for glory
But simply to exist
As reclaimed human debris
I am no longer just
My Alaya-Vijnana implants
I can face down any enemy
That would stand before me
The battlefield is where I prove I'm alive
To show I exist, before man and sky
I am no longer scrambling to survive
I have seen the light, now you must die
Now let the iron flowers bloom
Where the blood has been shed
Each grave a monument
That asserts my existence
The worlds see me as sub-human
An orphan meant to be a slave
I refuse to just know my place
I will not go gently
I have a circle who see my worth
Friends to die and to kill for
I'll become a demon for our sake
And burn out on my terms, not rot away
In this machine
I fight not for glory
But simply to exist
As reclaimed human debris
