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Title: “You Will Never Leave”

[Verse 1]
They reached the outskirts under storm-choked skies,
The dropship groaned as the landing struts sank and sighed.
Awar’s fresh paint scraped when the hull slid wide,
George will curse, then forgive with a beer at his side.
No sentries, no hails—just silence like lead,
The yard on Necromo looked busy, then dead.
“Move,” said Kiwalski, and boots obeyed,
They waded through blood where the ferrocrete frayed.

[Pre-Chorus 1]
Red beacons blinked and their courage ran thin
They prayed for a miracle to let them in!

[Chorus]
“YOU SHOULD NOT BE HERE—YOU WILL NEVER LEAVE.”
Speakers in the steel; the walls start to breathe.
Mask up, hearts drum, as the green vapors heave,
They came for an answer, found horror to cleave.

[Verse 2]
Gates torn to ribbons; the mechs burned hollow,
DropShips like headstones no sane soul would follow.
The server door groaned with a wet, iron sheen,
A severed arm lay stiff beside the screen.
He begged the old console for one spark of grace,
The terminal flickered—then locked out his face.
Henderson’s handset was nothing but grave,
A thousand years wiser and still can’t be saved.

[Pre-Chorus 2 — snare rolls, rising feedback]
Klaxons ignited; the vents hissed and wept,
“Gas, gas, gas,” as the emerald crept.

[Chorus]
“YOU SHOULD NOT BE HERE—YOU WILL NEVER LEAVE.”
Speakers in the steel; the walls start to breathe.
Mask up, hearts drum, as the green vapors heave,
They came for an answer, found horror to cleave.

[Verse 3]
Outside, Thompson’s Mad Dog braced in the rain,
A steady old gyro through tremor and strain.
Dead ’Mechs awakened with spasms obscene,
A Thunderbolt crawled with one laser keen.
An Awesome came stalking with lightning for scars,
Three lances of thunder tore holes in the stars.
The Catapult toppled and drowned in the mire,
Ferro-fibrous splintered—a coffin on fire.

[Pre-Chorus 3 — half-time, octave bass]
“Bastion, do you copy?”—only silence replied,
The dead wore the living like armor with pride.

[Chorus]
“YOU SHOULD NOT BE HERE—YOU WILL NEVER LEAVE.”
Speakers in the steel; the walls start to breathe.
Mask up, hearts drum, as the green vapors heave,
They came for an answer, found horror to cleave.

[Verse 4]
Down in the corridors, corpses began,
A face-half-missing still sprinted like man.
Awar dropped the runner—then twitched at the floor,
The dead hand grabbed back and he crushed through the gore.
Doors screamed and vomited bodies in waves,
Jameson’s rifle wrote names on their graves.
Parvos yelled “ZOMBIES?!”—the echoes were knives,
The green fog recited the cost of their lives.

[Pre-Chorus 4 — gang shouts, call-and-response]
“Contact left!” “Contact rear!”—the vents rained bone,
Kiwalski weighed each breath like stone.

[Verse 5]
At last through the rain—then the night split black,
An Axman’s heavy blade found Thompson’s back.
It dragged the Mad Dog through sparks into shade,
While every last footprint their ’Mechs made was erased.
Awar was dragged by the dead, torn limb from limb,
Bone-white fingers raked eyes—then the world went dim.
Parvos was crushed by a Jenner’s pounding stride,
Henderson burned; Kiwalski broke at the crater’s side.

[Pre-Chorus 5 — clean vocals over ringing chords]
Jameson staggered; the gate-line in sight,
The radio crackled—but twisted the night.

[Final Chorus
“NECROMO IS CLEAR. NO FOLLOW-UPS. LEAVE.”
A counterfeit comfort no soul could believe.
Static said “GLORY”—the Word underneath,
While steel-ridden corpses kept grinding their teeth.