Drone Fly, written in Sky Blue Death.

Riders in the Sky

Killer Drones with an electric Eye.

We all know their evil Game.

But someone has given them our Name

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Now life will never be the Same.

Join us now my brothers and learn to Fight.

Or die from the sky's hell fire sone dark and moonless Night.

We the common people known we are in the Right.

But for Right to have meaning it must have Mite.

Are you with me Sisters and Brothers or will you die cowards in the Night?

Oh where is the Drone Fly's evil Nest.

Turned out day and night by the robots at the Evil one's Request.

So tonight we fight as true men and live or die we know we did our Best.

The Druid King

Copyright November 16, 2012 by George King

Ghost of my past: Written Black long ago dried blood.

Gun in hand the Soulless Soldier walks in a far off and very ancient land.

Watching so many die, yet not a tear ever comes to his eye.

Smiling he knows we are all just Cannon Fodder in Hell's Deep Fry.

Yet somehow he is of the few that made it home.

His Soul re woven on Fates bloody loom.

To become a reluctant Druid Sky Pilot for SummerLand's Home.

The Druid King

Copyright November 1, 2012 George King