We’ve lived in the Bad Waters for centuries
Everyone you see is your enemy
We are the Crestations, the last of our kind
From the once all-mighty empire Crestine
We were conquered by the Pearlites divine
They were to destroy our wicked ways of crime
They would school us in the way to righteousness
On that path they deviated to a mess
A great war ensued from which neither could win
In retreat to this place is where we have been
When our forces are strong enough, we move in
For decades we’ve been fighting a lost cause
We could never withstand their great power
In days of recent, we’ve acquired help
A strange creature from the out-world has come
He sees their lies and fights with us as one
Though he’s not like us, his strengths are mighty
He took out a fleet in a few minutes
His hand-to-hand combat? Most impressive
Our numbers are few but with him we’re strong
We’ll take back our home with our righteousness
As the Pearlites did with us back then
Crestine will be restored to its glory
Unfortunately the battle’s gory
The blood on the spears and picks in the head
To obtain peace, most of us will be dead
How shall we feel upon our dark demise
Proud of the fact we gave our life for life
While the memory of us may be lost
The memory of our cause will live on
We die today so It lives tomorrow
James Pack 