In Defense of the Terran Empire
Paraphrased from Rudyard Kipling
We have fed the Cosmos uncounted lives
And It calls us, still unfed,
Though theres scarce a star of all Its stars
But marks our Terran dead.
We have strewn our best to the Voids unrest,
To the dark and silent chill:
If our blood be the price of Empire,
Lord God, we have paid the bill!
Its few the stars that shine on worlds
Shine not on a Terran hull,
And few the worlds where our blood has not
Been mixed into the soil.
We have sought and found and died on worlds
From the Core out to the Rim:
If our blood be the price of Empire,
Lord God, we have paid it in!
We must feed the Cosmos uncounted lives
For that is our doom and our pride,
As it was when the Vostok rose to the sky,
As it is in our scouts ranging wide.
The ebb and flow of the tides of Space
Our heartbeat and our knell:
If our blood be the price of Empire,
Lord God, we shall pay it well!
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Big Brother is watching you. And damn, you are so bloody BORING.
Paraphrased from Rudyard Kipling
We have fed the Cosmos uncounted lives
And It calls us, still unfed,
Though theres scarce a star of all Its stars
But marks our Terran dead.
We have strewn our best to the Voids unrest,
To the dark and silent chill:
If our blood be the price of Empire,
Lord God, we have paid the bill!
Its few the stars that shine on worlds
Shine not on a Terran hull,
And few the worlds where our blood has not
Been mixed into the soil.
We have sought and found and died on worlds
From the Core out to the Rim:
If our blood be the price of Empire,
Lord God, we have paid it in!
We must feed the Cosmos uncounted lives
For that is our doom and our pride,
As it was when the Vostok rose to the sky,
As it is in our scouts ranging wide.
The ebb and flow of the tides of Space
Our heartbeat and our knell:
If our blood be the price of Empire,
Lord God, we shall pay it well!
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Big Brother is watching you. And damn, you are so bloody BORING.