| The outermost darklands — tomorrows frontier.
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| Worlds and worlds — their destiny lies to be conquered…
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| The vast gulf of starscapes — the limitless reach,
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| what profits for man, what futures are destined to be?
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| Immense decay, the world a ravaged place,
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| decreed by fate, now abandoned.
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| The sun casting its wan light across the forlorn world,
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| a fathomless color the heavens.
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| Now brittle and torn, the wreckage of nature,
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| the rat and the cockroach prevails.
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| Immemorial mountains worn down to shallow hills,
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| dead seas whisper tales of ancient glory,
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| when shimmering cities reached to the sky — and perished…
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| Few traces of life, the desert devouring the land.
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| Neither stone upon stone, nor flesh upon bone,
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| the marrow of Earth has been eaten by man.
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| Order of silence, wan, maroon dawn,
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| vast mausoleum, burialground.
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| …as shimmering spaceships reached to the sky — and vanished.
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| A long way to travel, Aquila and beyond,
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| deep into the realms of unknown, mankind is finally breaking its bonds.
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| Migration and conquest — leave the old Earth behind,
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| make war to the universe — new races and gods
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| to curb and subalter.
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| Forward, Mankind — out and away.
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| Starborn nemesis — the future our prey.
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| War, conquest — out and away.
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| Worlds and empires — subjugate our destiny.
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| Order of silence…
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| Life has moved on to another world, Aquila and beyond.
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| Life has moved on… |