My implant burned out— I’d like to pay them back,
I waited on orbit for a different kind of star…
Let it be empty now, but in my soul I’m a warrior!
Enemies are on my tail—something, everyone wants,
I’m not used to running, I have to attack…
Only the Guardians of Souls know that I’m Different!
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A-a-and in that dangerous moment
In someone else’s mind…
A strong cocoon will unfold!
A-a-and now I know, burned dog,
Vasyok won’t let us down,
We’ll tear our enemies to shreds!