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Immortal soldiers
written by Genocide Reaper02:37 AM 3/12/05Rising from the stench filled holes.
Soldiers marching from the grave yard.
Out to reclaim their souls.
Darkness has set.
The night is freezing.
Time to seek prey and start the bleeding.
Years of memories in murder.
Generals leading masses into an untimely blunder.
Soldiers fought with all they had, killing to the best they knew how.
Soldiers which were slaughtered in one fatal swoop.
Have returned to fulfill their final vow.
It is their enemies they swore would feel the systematic swoon.
All of them armed to the teeth.
Marching head first into the beast.
Covered in moss and dirt.
It doesn't matter, soon the enemy shall feel the eternal hurt.
Bayonets driven into beating hearts.
Bullets spraying forth this is merely the start.
Bodies falling like domino's.
Men crying out as they bleed to death they are cold.
Mother hold their children as they run, in terror they scream.
The destruction sweeps across the land, seems only to be a bad dream.
Devastation, obliteration, pure chaos, utter annihilation.
Blood stains the ground.
Feeding the warriors the unforgettable sound.
The one of men taking in a final breath.
Just before they meet the face of death. |
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