it started in the deepest black
boys & men mount
boys & men go
boys & men no turning back
grabbed their guns and kissed their little ones
mother & child weep
mother & child grieve
mother & child dream for your brothers & sons
splashes of red & white shattered the canopy of night
the quoarians fought hard
the quoarians wrought bars
the quorians saw their enemies and smote them
the bright red blood
on their dark blue uniforms
blood bled so red
under skies steely gray
the quoarians open battle on their foes
tearing open their green bodies
intestines flopping out over skin
the quoarians kills strongly; they eat their foes’ flesh
thet pluto moons weep for their losses
quoaror is supreme; they will always triumph.