Once upon a time, there was a game
That called itself War Robots
When I first saw it, I knew that
It was the one I’ll stick with
Through thick and thin
I walked the battlefield
With mechs both big and small
As well as ones nimble and slow
Together, we all saw the light
As we turned red pillars to blue
When we unleashed our fury on our foes
We saw them turn into heaps of metal scrap
But then things have changed
And all I see is a world in eternal flux
Where the old ways are forgotten
And the new worshipped by the many
I didn’t recognize anymore the place
In which I used to tread my foot on
In the end, I just came to accept
That things are meant to change
For better or for worse, I sat down in a corner
And looked for minds alike
Together we started a new journey
To stand against the tide
Regardless of what happens
I will always be happy to have met my comrades
And I would forever remember this game
For all the times that I spent in it.
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