Final Hour
The final our has come
Fighters are ready to go
There's no escape anymore
Our chance to strike back has finally come
So we blast off
Towards the darkened skies
We will fight for
Our survival
We've brought back the knowledge of old
To bring ruin upon our foes
Powerful weapons
That fire antimatter will turn
Their fleet into dust and then
In the end we'll truly be free forever
But first we must bring down their giant, Moon-sized command ship
Behold their deluded ignorance!
As these fools rightly dread our gargantuan mother-vessel
They innocuously discount the inexhaustible armada
Mustering mere moments away!
Utter obliteration shall be their fate!
Let the extinction commence!
Ha!
You think you can stand against all of our might
We'll send you into oblivion
We launch all our forces
We'll destroyed them one by one
Giving no quarter
Victory will be our ours
It is no use, we cannot stand against their fleet
We have to launch the ancient power of old
There's no choice
We fight for survival
Raise all shields, prepare for the countdown
Hopefully
We can withstand the blast
And hope for serenity
Dark matter
It tears them to pieces
Capital ships implode just like dying stars
Few we remain
But we survived this battle
Now at last we will be left in peace