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Expedition — to the frozen ice caps

Ammunition — set up the nukes

Detonation — water vapor in the air

Preparation — creating atmosphere

All hail! All hail the glory of Mars!

Our fleets! Jump through the gates to the stars!

Olympus Mons will rise, we traverse the skies!

We conquer new worlds and ignore all their cries!

All hail! All hail the glory of Mars!

Carving desert canyons, robotic excavations build our cities.

Forging a proud nation, we shape the red planet to our will.

Controlling the population, cryo-pods hold sleepers til they wake.

This is how we dominate.