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The flags of our fathers drapes a divided nation. Fitted brother and brother instill annihilation. Yet still, we conquer the world with bayonets raised. A torn and tattered dream - discovering our place The flags of our fathers drapes a divided nation. F...

Heralding the planes over the trenched you are gased, succumbing to the will of the world. Millions will fall, delivered to the end, nowhere to escape, the war marches on. Empires fall as the tensions rise, the will of the world will never coincide. The beau...

Time to face your fears Go to the battlefield and fight to death Time to grab your weapons Defend your nation until victory Fire all your bullets See them go through their flesh and bones Defeat all your enemies Be a hero and make history Attac...

A world of disgrace... Forged by bad form - a laughable display of failure, at the best. In the world today... Satisfaction true...one must find more formidable means... The obvious history of war spans thousands of years before. When in trial, forfei...

March to the gallows. Hang your head in shame. Guilty of War Crimes, destined to be slain. A sudden drop, with a sudden...stop. The crowd's roaring again, lost in applause as we move through the ethereal plain. Blood hammers, consumed by pain. Guilty of W...

I witness the fall of man. Victory in shadow, devise a plan. Rivers of blood at every heal, obvious portrayal of the triumph of our will. I who follow my path, frail destruction of the plains doth hath. The shame of this world undone, all foreshadowed when...

Spies surround adversary's camps Hiding in the middle of night With bayonets, daggers and riffles Waiting for the signal of attack Sneaking between their lines Approaching them before the sunrise; Prepare to unholster your knives in silence One b...

I see the clearing ahead. I see the wounded and the dead. I see empty gas cans...I feel the heat from within. Triggers are pulled, life ends swiftly, as bullets carrine with the flesh of man. The grenades in air, landing softly, blowing them all to their bitte...