The smell of burning gasoline

Is smelt all around,

As the sound of a Lancer’s engine

Penetrates the still moist air

And with every enemy in sight,

They run through the battlefield

Without any fear

And as both enemies clash together

With their destructive weapons,

Sparks fly through the air

And dance on the ground

And with every enemy they saw through,

Whether it’s from angle to angle,

Or from back to front,

The faces of Gears are splattered

With the warm blood of Drones

And Theron Guards

Disgusting

But they won’t let that

Slow them down

As one fights

In search of a loved one,

And others

Fight to free humanity