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Our feet stepped together in perfect sync,
My brothers and I were now the last fleet.

We passed houses and cars but nothing made impact,
It was just us left for dead- that was a fact.

Then he saw him and shouting filled the air,
My friend had found his brother amongst the shattered flames.

Us, we just kept walking- but something was now clear:
This was hell, we were fighting it, and we could never win.