Army of Electrons - Arcadea

What starts with light?

What burns the night?

What shadow consumes with its fumes when its parts unite?

All that’s left behind are wandering ghosts

A vision of light will ignite from the blazing coast

We have won the war but it’s miles till the force will be felt

In the path of a great plasma blast lies hell

Invisible waves grip and blanket the landscape

Absorb the force source mutate the shape

Break the hold you hold

The grip that steals the light from orbit

Spin freely or suffer the weight

Shape shifter contemplate

While the forces of phantoms flood over and storm your gates

Lay down your life shape sacrifice

Crashing the core and reborn as radiant light

Invisible waves grip and blanket the landscape

Absorb the force we take we bend light

We spin freely we breed orbit velocity

We crash to ignite we are electric

Through the corona of the sun

1 trillion joules of starlight march the path to war