I'm not dead, I'm just MIA
OH halo 3, majestic and illustrious in every way, neigh
why must you part from us so soon, today?
let me pack all my fallen tears,
gathered from youthful yesteryears
swollen hearts and happy dreams
made up from rockets, and laser beams
where shall I sweep the peices?
if not in my armour's dents and creases.
MY GOD, they still look new, there's a mongoose waiting at the door
but there's only room for you.
as we move forward unto reach
do not forget the words I preach