by day, i keep up with those who escaped
the wrath of the people who sent them in the first place
i froze midway, and went over my own walls
pushing through to get to them, wash away their halls

by night i sit and wait, looking down with red eyes
they're just right there, i see them -- they are not dressed in disguise
then one leaves the cabin, and the rover gets stuck in the ground
i take my moment to strike and kill, like i had before, round after round