Creation Level Event - Mechina

To vanquish fear and the loss of life

Reject the thought of needless sacrifice

A shapeless enemy, bound by a linear form

As time drains away, our purpose is born

With faces of stone

We prepare for the cold

With layers of steel

We stand stronger than most

Flesh joined by rivets

Without, we would fold

The weight of the sky

Would cripple our bones

Now, repel into darkness

Venture forth and abandon all fear

Succumb to the mist of this ghostly frontier

The gateway to amend our past

Gather yourself and decompress

Prepare for countless days without rest

Vanguards, time draws near

Use steel as your shield

Use hope as your spear

With faces of stone

We prepare for the cold

With layers of steel

We stand stronger than most

Flesh joined by rivets

Without, we would fold

The weight of the sky

Would cripple our bones

Now, repel into darkness

Venture forth and abandon all fear

Succumb to the mist of this ghostly frontier