Land Air Sea and hellfire

 Canadian cities blaze into the winter afternoon darkness
The eagles claw clings to the throat of the nation
Like a gymnast on the asymetric bars curving her way
to positioning guns on the unburnt districts

Usurping and slurping that oil and ammunition
Airborne burning out the rebels
The underprepared factions attempting to unite
Schemes of the hellfire council

The snowed in valleys melting under the heat
30 different bomb designs
each finding a destiny somewhere close to our borough
The splitting explosions murdering the street poor where they stood

No safety under the war of that crazy eagle
His Land Air Sea policy
His Hellfire commanders
Driving our faction under ground