Writings of History

One final task that I must do
This must be done, the info's overdue
Data on, impostors here
Must permeate our planet's atmosphere
Downloaded on my tablet
Home base must know of the imminent threat
Impostors know just where I've been
Must find a way to get back to admin

Letter to Mira HQ, this message serves to tell you
Of dangerous creatures, they look like we do
I quietly write this memo to send to Earth and Polus
The Skeld is not safe since they came to get us
If and when you all receive this, send us no rescue team
Let this letter serve to warn of impostors lurking
As the last of my ship's crew, I hope you solve the mystery
Let my final letter become writings of history

Moving through the rooms and halls
Evading vents and cameras on the walls
Narrow dodge from closing doors
Refuse to be a body on the floor
Lights go out, slide past the MedBay
Make sure that the data's sent HQ's way
Quickly slide through admin's gate
This one task will decide the world's fate

Letter to Mira HQ, this message serves to tell you
Of dangerous creatures, they look like we do
I quietly write this memo to send to Earth and Polus
The Skeld is not safe since they came to get us
If and when you all receive this, send us no rescue team
Let this letter serve to warn of impostors lurking
As the last of my ship's crew, I hope you solve the mystery
Let my final letter become writings of history

Finally, here, my tablet's out, impostors near without a doubt
Gotta do what must be done, uploading with nowhere to run
They're getting close, danger en route, this will be my final battle
Wielding knives and tongues and guns, this will ensure an end to their fun
Waiting for the files to send, impostors near the final bend
I write a warning that they'll tell of the dangers here
Doors close, hard to defend, hopping forth straight through the vent
As the end draws near, the files send, no need to fear

Letter to Mira HQ, this message serves to tell you
Of dangerous creatures, they look like we do
I quietly write this memo to send to Earth and Polus
The Skeld is not safe since they came to get us
If and when you all receive this, send us no rescue team
Let this letter serve to warn of impostors lurking
As the last of my ship's crew, I hope you solve the mystery
Let my final letter become writings of history



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Writer(s): Kyle Allen Robert
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