Robots in the skies with a million glowing eyes.
They were sent to the planet to scout and analyze.
Biggest of the lizards couldn't stand the noise,
so it started snapping circuit boards like tiny plastic toys.
That's how the war started, it's been going on for days
streaks of hot fire weaving through lethal rays.
It's amazing to see but it's hard to really guess
whether it's better to have wings or shiny metal jets.
I'm not taking bets, I'm too busy taking cover
As the titans of this planet do battle with each other.

I've been here for a week now, and the battle never stops.
Every few minutes I hear another robot body drop,
I hear another dragon screaming fire in the sky
and eerie quiet for a moment when a dragon finally dies.
I've cooked my meals on embers and exposed energy cores,
and I've learned to sleep at night in spite of booming battle roars.
My ship is going nowhere when the skies are scorching hot
so watching lizards battle bots is all that I've really got.

These dragons, I think, are more than what they seem
How else could they stay in the fray against machines?
And how come I never find a body on the ground?
I don't travel too far, but I took a look around.
All I found was scrapped machines and burnt debris
no bones or scales, anywhere as far as I could see.
And I swear I've seen them glitch, it's not imagination
I think they are projections of some kind of simulation.
Maybe it's martial training for the metal battle mind?
Or maybe it's entertainment where they play to kill time?
Either way, I don't see it ending any time soon.
So it's time to fly away, go chill out on a moon.