There, deep in the entrails of a world
In the plunging viscera of the earth
Secret fortresses and cities prospered
Alive with desperate activities
A great war in the skies threatened
The greater whole of humanity
Survival was by no means guaranteed
In this safe, dark, cold place they thrived
Desperation kept them alive
These wars of fought in the Heavens
Between VimÄna and Sky Chariots
Piloted by gods the wars burned
They left behind an earth cursed
With no safe lands, on the surface
Until both armies had died or left
Or that of a greater fleet's arrival
With nothing the communities could do
But wait, pray and hope, to endure
Until the enemies were through
Killing each other
