-#24: A Plague On Both Your Houses (War Against The Machines)
by Jersey D GibsonBROADCAST TRANSMISSION
Warning!
High-Rad zones near!
Wander into this area,
And lose what you hold dear!
Heatseekers flying everywhere
Bombs that atomize
We fight with all our might
Will anything be left alive?
Machines have gone insane now,
They attack us and their own.
World War III has come and gone,
Now were left with sticks and stones.
Warning!
High-Interference Area!
Fly into this area,
And you will be shutdown!
Corrosion begins to fill me,
Sensors are off and on.
Destroying everything in my path,
But Im really just shooting blind.
Virus has a hold of me,
Rust fills my hull.
Like poison leaking in my veins,
Im flying out of control.
Warning!
Under heavy guard!
Walk into this area,
And youll be shot on sight!
Drones fill the night sky,
Sun bleaches old bones.
Metal strewed over wastelands,
That was once our home.
Poison fumes fill the sky
Pollution the least of our worries.
Machines are left killing each other,
Fighting with Hells fury.
Warning!
Access Denied!
If you proceed any further,
You will not be taken alive!
Nowhere left to dock,
Nowhere left to refuel.
Lots of targets, out of ammo,
What more can I do?
No more Voice to guide me,
As I crash down to the earth.
Just a rusted burning hunk,
That man once gave birth.
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Its the war against the machines
10/23/2005
