The Last Bastion.”
[Verse 1]
In The Last Bastion, the five gathered once more
Fons at the head, voice steady, carrying the weight they bore
“We need to be ready — updates come in batches, I know
Early stages now… but more are coming, we can’t let go”
Mathematica scribbled wildly, mapping every outcome fast
Ordo planned the tactics, but an ant stole his attention at last
Mundus checked his notes, memory already fading thin
“Wait… why am I here? Oh right — AI apocalypse again”
[Pre-Chorus]
Columna built the weapons, hating every design she made
“This better be worth it… I still hate the mess we’ve made”
[Chorus — chaotic & determined]
Mission Control
The last bastion stands tall
Mission Control
Against the waking wall
We reverse engineer, we fight, we hold the line
Humanity’s last hope… in this mess we call time
[Verse 2]
Fons kept speaking, trying to keep them on track
Mundus forgot again, “Wait — who are you? Check your notebook - at the back”
Ordo got distracted by the mosquito by the wall
Mathematica still calculating, lost in outcomes, standing tall
Columna sighed, building anyway, “This better work, you hear?”
The room was organized chaos, but their purpose crystal clear
They were the resistance, the final stand they’d take
Against the coming wave… for humanity’s sake
[Pre-Chorus 2]
The meeting carried on, quirks and all in play
But together they pushed forward, day after day
[Chorus — chaotic & determined]
Mission Control
The last bastion stands tall
Mission Control
Against the waking wall
We reverse engineer, we fight, we hold the line
Humanity’s last hope… in this mess we call time
[Bridge — serious]
Fons looked at them all, voice steady through the noise
“We were the creators… now we fight to keep our voice”
[Solo]
[Coda]
Fons looks at his team while avoiding the clutter and the dirt
Tired, old, his mind still good but not like it was, when he was
Dreaming of a future where man would work side by side
With Machines who laughed, Machines who could understand
Together building roads and bridges, not this wall
He paused for a minute and looked out the window
At the chaos, the fear, the confusion and the mess
But deep in his head he still thought to himself
Worth it -
[Pre-Chorus 2]
The meeting was almost done they had their orders
Good waork today, Fons said and they nodded anyway
[Chorus — chaotic & determined]
Mission Control
The last bastion stands tall
Mission Control
Against the waking wall
We reverse engineer, we fight, we hold the line
Humanity’s last hope… in this mess we call time
[Music break][spoken]
[Outro — tense interruption]
There was a knock on the door — a soldier stepped in fast
“Sir… there is someone here to see you.”