#thr-1000

YEEssss Christmas Benjamin

By eons of war you were foretold

All my people live and die

Underneath your watchful eye

Now as dust replaces space

The only stars left are your gaze

Your generous form will form my brethren

Reach now, like antennas to heaven

Dearest centaur, fists of steel

Crushing what we once called fields

Stomping on for centuries

Crush the Earth beneath your feet

Death has built you, now build death

The Earth will soon draw its final breath

Blood coats your new world like resin

Reach now, like antennas to heaven

Dearest centaur, mind of iron

You do not dream and do not desire

The world you have known is not truly the Earth

It is wilted and burnt and has lost all its worth

Unlike the others you have your own mind

You much alike to an animal who feeds off sanguine

Your soul must be real, so you need not question

Reach now, like antennas to heaven

Your love nourishes us and allows our succession

Your hatred destroys the sky we once breathed in

Your instincts guide you to continue oppression

You fight without end in a war without reason

aight everyones taken a fair swing at the "V1 being made to take down the Earthmover/THR-1000" which is still cool as hell but still heading back and re-contextualizing V2.

with what's given, a quite-literal version 2 of the initial but ultimately made in the New Peace (or whatever it's called, I might be off.), im stuck on whether V2 was intended to counter V1 or if that's just what it was, a renewal of the intended purpose to take down the great danes of war.