Los Plagas

Designated future of humanity
Compromised by flashes in the sky
When they arrive, tradition dies
Planetary differences collide

Mary sheds a tear
Her life in vein
And she hides herself

"Crows sat perched along the mezzanine
Witnessing a galactic parade of savage destruction and suffering
Most of the population were killed
The rest suffered from hideous bodily augmentations
Living on with no memory of who they were, or what they were fighting for"

Mary tears her dress
Prepares for rain
And she hides herself again