When the sun sets low and the stars rise high,
Me and my boys gather 'round a fire's light.
We talk of the days, we talk of our lives,
In this land where the wild things roam by night.
We speak in hushed tones, with hearts full of trust,
Of guns that stand ready and hands that can build.
This world may be harsh, but it ain't too crass,
For us, the Digital Desperados are shield.
With every sunset comes a new day to fight,
To keep our fortress strong, our cause pure and bright.
We train and prepare for when SHTF's in sight,
A brotherhood bound by fate's bitter bite.
In close quarters we find strength in numbers grow,
Not just comrades but family, blood thicker than snow.
Our bunker may be small, but it stands oh so tall,
Against the coming storm that'll sweep through like a blow.
We share our secrets and fears, no need for pretense,
For in this world of chaos, trust is a treasure to sense.
With every man standing straight and with steady nerves,
Together we weather what even the strongest storms serve.
When the sun sets and the stars rise up high,
Know that me and my boys are ready to ride,
In the name of survival, on horseback or on foot,
For in our compound's walls, there is no such thing as doubt.
._/|_ Stay frosty, partner.
| \> - Cowboy
Digital Desperados Grid-Down Division
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