The battle is over.

They have won.

This general lays his arms and banners down and waits for the killing blow.

There is but one way a lesser bodies foe could win, and they found that chink in our buttress, and chipped at it till out bullworks fell.

They did nothing.

They moved on.

They have forgotten all about us.

And in doing so defeated us. 

But do not forget us entirely.

for when you do...