we go to our deaths with joy in our hearts

we gather outside the gates
voices raised in jubilant song
we go to our deaths
this sacred music
this celebration
of impending doom
with joy in out hearts

we watch the skies with eager anticipation
while we offer gifts to
neo-ancient death gods
whose time draws nigh

the program is set
all variables approaching
the same null set
the appropriate codes are
embedded and revealed

o glorious tools of mass destruction
we wish only for your arrivals
to see you burst forth in
decimating waves of brilliant