Los Plagas

Designated future of humanity Compromised by flashes in the sky When they arrive, tradition dies Planetary differences collide Mary sheds a tear Her life in vein And she hides herself "Crows sat perched along the mezzanine Witnessing a galactic parade of savage destruction and suffering Most of the population were killed The rest suffered from hideous bodily augmentations Living on with no memory of who they were, or what they were fighting for" Mary tears her dress Prepares for rain And she hides herself again