Mercenaries & Guitars

A science fiction story told of an epic battle between innocence and violence on a distant world. There are always consequences, but ultimately good prevails. Lyrics by Mark Assi Performed by AI Band They fought on moons and planets all around the stars Now they’ve come to conquer this home world of ours Almost all our defenses were so quickly downed In a hail of missiles and bombs our cities drowned They offered no terms and showed us no mercy Fate or the universe must have thought us unworthy But we wouldn’t go down quiet, not without a fight We wouldn’t be silent and fade into the night They descended like a plague from the sky We had no hope, no chance no reply Smoke and bombs, boots to our neck March and destroy, ruin and wreck Our home turned wasteland …that’s what they planned But this our home is where we stand They fight, we fight, we die, they die We’d take our stand, knowing we couldn’t win It tore our hearts and ripped us from within There’s no way we could win But we'd make sure they’d lose They chose to attack, But they’ll pay their dues They started this war, But it’s end we choose In the end …they lose They descended like a plague from the sky We had no hope, no chance no reply Smoke and bombs, boots to our neck March and destroy, ruin and wreck Our home turned wasteland …that’s what they planned But this our home is where we stand They fight, we fight, we die, they die On one last ship, we put our brave and young All engines at full headed for a brand new sun If all goes as planned, they’ll start a new life in time Never again to hear of mercenaries from Nova Prime As the war comes to its hasty end All the mercenaries come down to attend When their last ship touched the ground We pressed the button …their leader frowned Terror filled his mind, then he was no more And our home world, a memory from times before No more mercenaries, no more war No more making all a wreck And no more boots …on our neck They descended like a plague from the sk We had no hope, no chance no reply Smoke and bombs, boots to our neck March and destroy, ruin and wreck Our home turned wasteland …that’s what they planned But this our home is where we stand They fight, we fight, we die, they die Goodbye