We Make the Skyrmions Sing: ETOPHASIOS!

E-TO-PHA-SI-OS! We make the Skyrmions sing! Scylla slept beneath a poisoned sky, far too long beneath a lullaby. We have seen the anger in your eyes, heard your questions, heard your cries. ETOPHASIOS came to make amends — to give this dying world a chance again! Hekaten — listen up! Klytiaden — hear us now! You don't have to trust our name — just hear us out! Give Scylla one more chance! Let the living world advance! Oceans breathe and biomes spring — ETOPHASIOS makes the Skyrmions sing! Hear them sing! Let Scylla rise! Hear them sing beneath the skies! Turn their power into spring — WE MAKE THE SKYRMIONS SING! Skyrmions once meant wealth and power, greed grew stronger by the hour. But power has no heart or will, it does not choose to save or kill. Our machine can cleanse this land, but Scylla's future's in your hands. Hekaten heal, Klytiaden preserve — both have voices we must serve. Give Scylla one more chance! Let the living world advance! Oceans breathe and biomes spring — ETOPHASIOS makes the Skyrmions sing! Hear them sing! Let Scylla rise! Hear them sing beneath the skies! Turn their power into spring — WE MAKE THE SKYRMIONS SING! No throne to claim, no crown to wear, just one machine and one world to repair. You have every right to doubt — but hear ETOPHASIOS out! Give Scylla one more chance! Let the living world advance! Mountains bloom and oceans sing — ETOPHASIOS makes the Skyrmions sing! Hear them sing! Let Scylla rise! Hear them thunder through the skies! What once brought fear and suffering will make a brighter future sing! E-TO-PHA-SI-OS! WE MAKE THE SKYRMIONS SING!