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(Verse 1)
In the forest's quiet, a lone sentry wakes,
Bastion, a relic of past wars' stakes.
Rusted gears and a heart of steel,
In nature's embrace, begins to heal.

(Chorus)
Bastion, in the whisper of the leaves,
Finds a peace that he can scarcely believe.
With every bird's song, his soul's reborn,
From a war machine to a guardian sworn.

(Verse 2)
Ganymede chirps, a companion true,
Through silent days and morning dew.
Together they roam, a curious pair,
In the wild's song, free from despair.

(Bridge)
His minigun stilled, his purpose new,
Amongst the green, beneath the blue.
No longer a tool for others' ends,
In the forest's arms, he makes amends.

(Chorus)
Bastion, in the whisper of the leaves,
Finds a peace that he can scarcely believe.
With every bird's song, his soul's reborn,
From a war machine to a guardian sworn.

(Verse 3)
But shadows of his kindred loom,
Echoes of battle, a distant gloom.
Yet in his heart, a steadfast glow,
For peace, he stands, against the flow.

(Bridge)
Transformed in form, and now in spirit,
A life of war, he will not inherit.
In nature's choir, he finds his part,
With each beat, a healing heart.


(Verse 3)
But shadows of his kindred loom,
Echoes of battle, a distant gloom.
Yet in his heart, a steadfast glow,
For peace, he stands, against the flow.

(Bridge)
Transformed in form, and now in spirit,
A life of war, he will not inherit.
In nature's choir, he finds his part,
With each beat, a healing heart.

(Chorus)
Bastion, in the whisper of the leaves,
Finds a peace that he can scarcely believe.
With every bird's song, his soul's reborn,
From a war machine to a guardian sworn.

(Outro)
So listen to the rustle, the rust, and the reeds,
Bastion's story, where silence leads.
A machine no more, in the wild so vast,
Finding redemption, at peace at last.

(Outro)
So listen to the rustle, the rust, and the reeds,
Bastion's story, where silence leads.
A machine no more, in the wild so vast,
Finding redemption, at peace at last.