Thanatos-6, swampy ground
Drop platoon 7-5
Reporting, strength 8
Mission parameters clear
Storm is brewing, three are missing
Engines are running on emergency
Wounded dropped to the chasm
But the Guard will not yield!
From Death's door to the light!
From sacrifices to victory!
So ring our ears
With cries of parade grounds
Twisted and choked
Calls to emptiness
Rattling and panting
to a diminishing signal
I looked once to the skies through the haze of battle
Through magnetic disturbances
Through radioed orders and screams
Through the agony of wounds and tiredness
I looked to the skies for a moment and almost understood
As the fusion thrusters blazed
And around thousands of dark characters
Mere points on the tactical display were
So just a second more and I'd remember
Why we are made, how we came here
Just a second here in the midst of battle
Is a small and impossible luxury
To my brow struck from the void
From its flames an EMP
And I froze in my suit to a coma
Until I woke up elsewhere
Once freezes all matter
Darkness envelops it
Every small quanta
And entropy finishes
The mirror clean of photons
Of memories, records
Space is an empty tablet, time endless