A bullet in his brain,
The Courier went insane,
Rose from the dead,
A head full of lead,
No mercy for the weak,
A vengeance did he seek.

The NCR went out east,
To claim new lands and behold it's feast,
But when they crossed the mailman's path,
So soon did they meet his wrath.

The Legion went west by Caesar's lead,
The Mojave's call did he heed,
A land full of wealth and fortune did he spy,
His final breath,"Why Courier, Why?"

And so New Vegas was at hand,
Controlled by House and his robot band,
Then came the Courier with his chip,
A foolish man made one last slip.

For you do not hire the Courier of death,
A man who's past is held by breath,
Do not speak his name or hell will come,
Your mailman's work shall soon be done.

"No sooner than the nukes hit than a more terrifying force took the lands west of the Colorado river."