They stand aware, watching and waiting, the skies are bare
Awaiting the arrival of the precursors seemingly nowhere
Guns and missiles, tanks and shields, fearing no more
Facing the heavens
Ready for war
Grand crashes and mile wide craters,
The trembling earth greets the creators
With volleys of bombs and walls of gunfire
Great alien machines stomp upon the human empire
With sweeping waves of demolition
They cover our world in ash
Through crushing fists and devastation
Both man and god shall clash
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem