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War
written by Genocide Reaper11:28 PM 11/12/04| Warriors march to the front lines weapons in hand, playing the game known as war. Haunting the enemys heads. Tag with heated metal, sheding blood, bring the war cry to the slaughter! send the chunks of smoldering flesh into the sky! bullets, bombs, pure destruct so fucking divine, death himself swoops into the blood soaked fields instilling fear within the enemy! This is war beautiful war! I want more I need more! I must have perfect war! Be unto me everything I need my rifle, and into the enemies flesh you shall be sent. Bayonet ready to puncture the chest of men that dare cross my path. Proper power in heated metal tearing men apart, seeds of shrapnal planting itself deep within the body of soliders! Killing men left and right slaying humans all through the night! I want more I need more I love war! This is my life! this is the way to bury the knife! Kill all of humanity in beautiful war!!! MAGNIFICENT WAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!WAR!!!!! |
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WAR!!!!!!!!WAR!!!!!!! I FUCKING LOVE IT!!!!!!
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