A Coming Race



Why all this searching? The answer4s always been near.

It is our destiny.

Away from a screeching people. Waiting to destroy ourselves.

They can4t interfere with history.



Nuclear creation. For eternity they can4t be strained



All I wish they would land here. But It4s too late now.

Time is dying a soldier With all them to around decay



In the other dimension. Time will no longer exist.

No one never grow old.

Something mankind will never resist. The destroying of soldiers