Through the ash and the flame, in a world gone cold, Fred Doomsday rises, with a heart of gold. With a Pip-Boy's glow and a steady hand, He rebuilds what’s broken, in this shattered land. From the ruins he’ll reign, through the dark he’ll fight, Fred Doomsday stands as the beacon of light. No Vault can bind him, no fear takes hold, Fred Doomsday lives where the brave grow bold. With a Nuka in hand and the Wasteland wide, Fred faces the storm, with hope as his guide. Enemies crumble, their plans laid bare, For Fred Doomsday’s justice, none can compare. Through the chaos and dust, his legend will rise, Fred Doomsday’s name, a star in the skies. For the people he fights, for tomorrow he stays, Fred Doomsday, the hero of our Fallout days.
