Plagues, pestilence,
war, anarchy
Fall upon
Memrik Colony
We are no match for them
Mahko’s anarchism
Abandoned by civil war
Alive by anothers whim
They call us kulak
The monsters who don’t attack
Survivors are exiled
I fear there’s no going back
Either choice is death
No one escapes unscathed
We all must choose our sins
Then live with the price we'll pay
We must hold faith
God still sees us too
While our brothers fight or flee
Is there a light shining through?