The Fall of Calth

The Veridia Star looks different today. The grid is red. The Brothers are

here. Betrayal! Betrayal! Traitors! The docking clamps

released too soon. A suicide run beneath the moon. The campanile screams through the void.

Everything we built, destroyed. Codes of scrap invade the mind .

The Urteen Legion walking blind . We opened arms to welcome kin. And let the

slaughter begin. The sun is weeping poison fire. A burning funeral pyre.

No honor in this bleeding sky. Calth has been sentenced to die. Burn the surface.

Scorch the stone. We are forever alone. Logos chanting fills the vox.