So far above the torn and tattered land
Amidst the dismal storm that blots the sky
I trudge with ceaseless sorrow in my heart
Where once were two, now I alone can fly

I rend the air with steely wings of wrath
I scorch my wake with energies divine
And yet my mournful wailing is unheard
Throughout these skies so dreary and malign

Alas, my sister, fueled by ancient flame
Was broken by the beasts of realms untold
The dauntless souls she carried fought in vain
So far below, her metal corpse lies cold

Such skillful hands had forged our mighty hulls
That she, like I, could conquer any foe
And yet! The flames of Hell had burned too strong
My equal fell, so what have I but woe?

O wrack and ruin! Hateful death succeeds!
The godly gears that drive me grind and stall!
My hope is gone! My spirit chills and fades!
Alone, alone, my fate must be to fall!

.......... But hark! What is this beat of life I hear?
.......... A tiny light that shines amongst the fear
.......... It always chimed within me, soft yet clear

.......... Made blind by grief, I foolishly bemoaned
.......... But now the truth I had forgot is shown:
.......... Despite it all, I do not fly alone!

.......... Inside my massive frame live countless souls
.......... Though fraught with fear, they still fulfill their roles
.......... And work and ache and fight to reach our goals

.......... I need them! They need me! My wards, my crew!
.......... And so the flame within me burns anew
.......... To lift us all to sunny skies of blue

.......... My sister did not die in vain, I say
.......... And I shall not succumb to pain this day
.......... I shall not rest till Hell is cast away!

Written by LanguidBee (https://x.com/languidbee & https://bsky.app/profile/languidbee.bsky.social) Inspired by the work of goblin_serf (https://x.com/goblin_serf & https://bsky.app/profile/goblinserf.bsky.social)