Sound of Sorrow

I still feel the sorrow,

It's like I'm in a waking dream.

As Kharak hangs there burning,

As I hear its people's screams.

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I can see the sorrow,

In my crew members' eyes.

As their gaze turns towards their home,

To burning land and skies.

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I can hear the sorrow,

Footsteps on the decks.

It echoes through the mothership,

The sound of sobbing wrecks.

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I can sense the sorrow,

The feelings of regret.

As that then turns to anger,

And vengeance it begets.

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Deep within the ship's bright call,

These emotions, still I feel.

As real as any sensor output,

To me they are still real.

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Our attackers won't give up the chase,

Our backs are to the wall.

So if conflict's called to the Kushan,

I shall answer the call.