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In a mountain, high above the sea, A war is raging, Continuously, For ares this is, Just fun and games, For others though, It's just ongoing pain, As the titans strike, The mountain top, Apollo...
"Move move move!", Where the words he said, As he sent us all, To be dead. Peering over, The ledge ahead, I was foreseeing, Me lying down dead.
I lived on letters for months on end Those touching letters he used to send Telling me of the love we sheared Reminding me how much he cared.
Snow flakes gently falling On a battle ridden field, Christmas eve their lives were taken Their fate finally sealed.
That tiny little earthquake, Caused a massive heartbreak, Deep down inside. That tiny little army, Did everything but calm me, I stopped and just cried.
Searing crimson rays strike the scorched earth. Blood curdling screams shatter the once vividly beautiful land like fragile glass. Shining armour flashes and glistens under burning, deadly sun.
Just one last kiss before I go. An embrace to say 'goodbye'.
Battle grounds marked out The soldiers return for one last bout The scars they have gathered ... Hidden well out of sight Keeping their thoughts, memories and feelings in the shadows ...
For those who gave their lives away, And sacrificed everything each day, We will remember them. For those who go to the fierce war, And them who obey their law, We will remember them.
A place of fighting, A place of war, Although there's nothing, That's worth fighting for. You must have courage, To fight at all, Chance of death, Can be big or small.
Heroes and fools are separated by a very fine line. Courage and folly are required, when in action combine. A split second to make a choice that may echo through a lifetime.
I see the lifeless eyes; the bloodied face. I see the spent lives and the sulfur trace. The cards are dealt without an ace. And only now weve entered a race. Towards death; towards a tortured time.
America 1 - Saddam Hussain dead. When they toppled this leader, they pulled off his head. America 2 - The Taliban Dead. Insurgency followed, so they pay them instead. America 3 - Bin Laden dead.
Bring your youth and come to me To erase the wrinkles off the cloud Leash the wind, don't leave it free Make your whispers clear and loud Go to the woods and cut a tree Then burn the forrest with...
I lie here on the battlefield, An arrow in my side, Regretting all the things I've said, Regretting how I've lied. It's funny how the final things, I ever said to you...
Inspired by @smellyfingers Another Great War It's because of pride we fought again, Should of ended last time, We tried, We failed, We looked like utter fools to him.
Another great war of man began. With all the worlds nations involved again. To finally settle once and for all. Mans future with an enemy so cruel. We stood together at dawn.
It was cold and wet in the trenches, the great war of 1914. Samuel was a soldier now, three days on the frontline, still 'green'. Not accustomed to the blood and dirt.
The clarion call I'm sure is Sounding, and my love is on the hill With nothing but a Pitchfork in hand, Thirsty for a kill. The Archers will draw Their bows, the pikemen have their Weapons tall.
Whistles on the wind, Cries and laughter, They reach my ears, Through all the pain and fear. The sounds of yesterday, Now but a distant memory.
Demons run when a good man goes to war. Night will fall and drown in sun. When a good man goes to war. Friendship dies and true love lies. Night will fall and the dark will rise.
Darkness overwhelms me, I can't open my eyes. The dead and dying surround me, I can hear their cries. I no longer feel the pain of battle, my end is drawing near.
Are you watching, British Tommies, from somewhere up above. Do you see the tiny village square in the country that you love.
Inspired by Pink Floyds "The Wall" (for those that don't know, the album is about a "rock star" who goes crazy, his youth was just after the 2nd world war and they vaguely mention his father killed...