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Timothy C Ames
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Call on the Undertaker! Follow the undertow!
Grim is the reaper guiding me, on the tide of war we row
We're ready to meet our maker, no matter by friend or foe
Our death will be swift, but that is a gift democracy bestows
So call on the Undertaker! Follow the undertow!
Familiar the face of danger, brace yourself, it awaits below
From grace we fell, now raising hell is all we've come to know
We'll die today, so time to take the dive (hold your nose!)
Plunge into the fray and plunder away, our work is far from done
With guns to which we stick, 'til every world at war is won
A universe of super Earths is what our wills become
But even then, the siege won't end, we've only just begun
Acrost a vast galactic ocean, our flag'll proudly fly
For freedom, once in motion, won't be stopped until it dies
And we dive with such devotion, to be thrown away alive
Although we go down one by one, that's just our way of our life
Call on the Undertaker! Follow the undertow
Lucky I brought my breaker because I've come to crush some bones
Even Satan shan't forsake us, no hellion left alone
Until we can extract again, "Wait up!" You're on your own!
Holler the Undertaker! Caught in the undertow!
Where graves are laid, mistakes were made, but learn from them we won't!
You can't rescind a stratagem, beware of where ya' throw
My orbital has fallen short! Away we'll all be blown!
Our actions rash, with tactics brasch, we don't go by the book
Because one day of basic training is all we ever took
But the bots and bugs who've lost to us, to waste have all been laid
The remains of which we scavange, that's how Liber-Tea is made!
Our capes are quite aesthetic, but more than pure cosmetic
They represent the right to slay and may we not forget it
To answer duty's call I'd even fall upon my sword
Or sit on my grenade which I will pray my butt absorbs
I am a diver
Nigh a survivor
Life is about the fight
(We never cower!)
I thrive in the fire
With iced out attire
Like lightning am I, now strike!
(A Tesla tower!)
Whatever the weather sends be it blinding blizzard storm
Incendry tornados between descending meteors
We walk in our fathers' footsteps, misfortune be forewarned
Put us to death but in our stead, we just be sending more
Call on the Undertaker! Follow the undertow!
A wreckage we make that's left in our wake wherever we may row
You can't command democracy yet Karens ought to know
If you're asking for the manager off the fuck you go
Call on the Undertaker! Follow the undertow!
We'll take the helm, set sail for Hell, how swell, our welcome home
We're fresh right out the freezer, but our feet will not get cold
The war's our bond we're holdin' on until the dive is dove
Written by: John Gelardi, Timothy C Ames