Arcadea army of electrons

What starts with light?
What burns the night?
What shadow consumes with its fumes when its parts unite?
All that's left behind are wandering ghosts
A vision of light will ignite from the blazing coast
We have won the war but it's miles till the force will be felt
In the path of a great plasma blast lies hell
Invisible waves grip and blanket the landscape
Absorb the force source mutate the shape
Break the hold you hold
The grip that steals the light from orbit
Spin freely or suffer the weight
Shape shifter contemplate
While the forces of phantoms flood over and storm your gates
Lay down your life shape sacrifice
Crashing the core and reborn as radiant light
Invisible waves grip and blanket the landscape
Absorb the force we take we bend light
We spin freely we breed orbit velocity
We crash to ignite we are electric
Through the corona of the sun
1 trillion joules of starlight march the path to war
Forever…