“Help!  Oh, help!  We’re und’r attack!”
The guards prepared to shout
And they surely would have said it
‘Cept they then all got knocked out

AVALANCHE descended quickly
For time it was a factor
They had to hurry to destroy
The Sector One Reactor

Shock and awe was this group’s game
They wanted all to know
That they would do whate’er it took
To bring down Shinra Co.

A noble cause these bombers had
Unlike some folks might say
Shinra’s Mako reactors
Sucked the planet’s life away

A tiny group was AVALANCHE
The count to five it ran:
Barret, Jessie, Wedge and Biggs
A spiky-haired young man

The blond man was a newcomer
With face not fierce or proud
He looked at them with blue-green eyes
And said his name was Cloud