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Brain with connections
to a sarcophagus.
Proceeding,
thunderous strides.
Elder inside the towering machine,
Dreadnoughts are war incarnate.

Even ultrahumans,
They remain mortal.
They will fall in battle
For I am your death.
Cybernetic Walkers,
dust over the hills;
Forged steel beyond the north
In the wasted lands.

Seven days - go! - without a sun,
It was Man versus Machine.
- you can never hide! -
One by one, systematic genocide.
- Aim, shoot, kill! -
Run again to dodge death.
- Strike back! -
A last breath for the human race.
- Fight! -
You must now live
Your cruel fate.

Screaming,
the litanies of devastation.
Buried in their own skin.
Fallen heroes
are not allowed to sleep,
Dreadnoughts call them to war.

(Even ultrahumans…)

They are the...

Dreadnought Race!

They came one day
To wipe the ones who chose
To put their ego first
Rather the good of all.
The creatures ran free
For eons yet to come.
Live now, healed world.

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