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Post by Madelyn on Jan 4, 2020 11:26:20 GMT -6
It's the strongest fighting force. Living in the modern world. Millions of brave young soldiers. And the peel of cannons heard.
I can see the open country. A wasteland of frozen mud. I can see wreckage before me. And so many soldiers' blood.
With a sonic boom we enter. Put our homeland to our backs. Take the fight into the center. Make them rethink their attacks.
Peppering their armored rooftops. With explosive rifle rounds. The repeating sound of gunfire. Can be heard from on the ground.
More than just a bridge too far. Going beyond all commands. We destroy sickle and star. Miles too far into enemy land. They'll forever bear the scars. They earned in this conflict. In the passages we carve. Miles too far into their grip.
Toppling their monuments. Built up for their dictator. Now the statue's just a head. In the center of Red Square.
The most trusted of lieutenants. Annihilates the commissars. Torching all of their documents. We're all doing our part.
Time to hit their propaganda. Entering their studios. Set their bloody flag on fire. And broadcast all over the world.
In between the anti-air fire. Watch a nation fall in shame. We are on a different level. You'd best remember our Named.
More than just a bridge too far. Going beyond all commands. We destroy sickle and star. Miles too far into enemy land. They'll forever bear the scars. They earned in this conflict. In the passages we carve. Miles too far into their grip.
Wicked men will always seek out. The quickest way to gain power. Be prepared to knock them down. All their pride to devour.
With a rain of monstrous fury. With a hail of fiery lead. From the skies above your city. Comes the messenger of death.
More than just a bridge too far. Going beyond all commands. We destroy sickle and star. Miles too far into enemy land. They'll forever bear the scars. They earned in this conflict. In the passages we carve. Miles too far into their grip.
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Post by Madelyn on Jan 4, 2020 11:28:52 GMT -6
One moment of remembrance. Is all that we have to spare. Remember our fallen friends. We all have a story to share.
I come from a town in the northern lands. The war had just driven us out. My father, he was a soldier man. He swore to make us proud.
There's a union. A promise he made. But years gone. And his life he gave.
Father now. I'll make you proud. See your child taking flight.
One moment of remembrance. Is all that we have to spare. Remember our fallen friends. We all have a story to share.
I came to the land of bold resistance. A stalwart bulwark state. Sworn to a flight of new companions. To soar into our fate.
There's no future. But what we make. We're the cure. To foreign hate.
Brothers now. We'll make you proud. See your friends carry the fight.
One moment of remembrance. Is all that we have to spare. Remember our fallen friends. We all have a story to share.
My friends. I'll meet you all again. Defend. Our fallen brothers' names.
Everyone. I'll see you proud. I'm the harbinger of light.
One moment of remembrance. Is all that we have to spare. Remember our fallen friends. We all have a story to share.
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Post by Madelyn on Jan 4, 2020 11:33:43 GMT -6
It's wonderful to feel the cold wind rushing past my face. A miracle of life to know that there is such a place. How glorious to touch the clouds and dance across the sky. Like a ballerina I live an enchanted life.
Shall I take you with me? To reach for the sun. Flying like eagles. If eagles carried guns.
Shall I take you with me? We've only just begun. I need someone I can trust. And I think you are the one.
So magical the feeling I get when I visit the air. I sail across the rainbow like a comet without care. In endless rays of sunlight the entire world unfolds. Countless miles open up before me colored gold.
Shall I take you with me? To reach for the sun. Flying like eagles. If eagles carried guns.
Shall I take you with me? We've only just begun. I need someone I can trust. And I think you are the one.
You are like a gift from God. I'll have to thank Him soon. I couldn't ask for any more. You are like a boon.
I'd love to take you everywhere. And keep you as my own. I know it wouldn't be fair. But that doesn't mean I won't.
Shall I take you with me? To reach for the sun. Flying like eagles. If eagles carried guns.
Shall I take you with me? We've only just begun. I need someone I can trust. And I think you are the one.
In the sky above the horrors. There's a new world set before us. Eagles join the chorus. Of the two hundred and third.
In a battalion of martyrs. We are soldiers, troops, and warriors. We don't know what fate befalls us. We're the two hundred and third.
Shall I take you with me? To reach for the sun. Flying like eagles. If eagles carried guns.
Shall I take you with me? We've only just begun. I need someone I can trust. And I think you are the one.
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Post by Madelyn on Jan 4, 2020 11:36:38 GMT -6
Drifting through the ice cold waters. On her course to certain doom. Is the island's bravest daughter. Sailing towards her sunken tomb.
High above the vultures circle. Waiting for their chance to kill. Seeds of destruction growing fertile. But she's carrying on still.
Waves roll under. Crashing thunder. Here she's coming home.
She's the princess of the sea. On her voyage to Valhalla. She is salvation. Finest creation.
She's the princess of the sea. Destined to sail into heaven. Her journey's over. Let's see her off.
Diving around her majestic hull. Buzzing flies, they chase her on. She cannot stop, her hold is full. Her bow is hard, her aft is strong.
Down below the wolfpacks lurk. Deep beneath the marbled waves. They are here to do their work. She has no time to take her grave.
Made of steel. Her force revealed. She's finally moving on.
She's the princess of the sea. On her voyage to Valhalla. She is salvation. Finest creation.
She's the princess of the sea. Destined to sail into heaven. Her journey's over. Let's see her off.
And wish her well.
Pride of nations. Destination. Distant shore in sight.
Queen of Anjou. Can she pull through? Guard her with your lives.
She's the princess of the sea. On her voyage to Valhalla. She is salvation. Finest creation.
She's the princess of the sea. Destined to sail into heaven. Her journey's over. Let's see her off.
And wish her well.
Sail on. My darling princess of the sea. Sail on. Into the cold eternity.
Sail on. My lonely beauty of the sea. Sail on. I go to rest for aye with thee.
Sail on. She's the princess of the sea. On her voyage to Valhalla. She is salvation. Finest creation.
Sail on. She's the princess of the sea. Destined to sail into heaven. Her journey's over. My love come rest with me.
Sail on. She's the princess of the sea. On her voyage to Valhalla. She is salvation. Finest creation.
Sail on. She's the princess of the sea. Destined to sail into heaven. Her journey's over. My love come rest with me.
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Post by Madelyn on Jan 4, 2020 11:40:42 GMT -6
I never thought I'd meet someone like you. Someone who understood it like I do. All the pain that I have been suffering through. I take the blame, so tell me what can I do?
I will paint a golden tarp before your eyes. There's a future that we can realize. Just around the bend is the sunrise. I swear there will be peace within our time.
There's so many fallen, how can we ever forgive. All the blood that is spilled that my hands are stained with.
Are you lost? Are you lost? Have you ever found your way? Far beyond the red haze and into a new day. I'll be fine if you say you'll stick with me through the wars. And if you'll be my friend then I will be forever yours.
Together we can bring this to an end. Just another mile that we must defend. I will stand by your side if you're by mine. And I don't blame you, darling you're fine.
Their power is waning, it's time to attack. But none of the dead will ever come back.
Are you lost? Are you lost? Have you ever found your way? Far beyond the red haze and into a new day. I'll be fine if you say you'll stick with me through the wars. And if you'll be my friend then I will be forever yours.
Unity. In the face of corruption. Selling our souls for a pound of blood.
Unity. Under pain of destruction. Leaving behind a new trail of blood.
Are you lost? Are you lost? Have you ever found your way? Far beyond the red haze and into a new day. I'll be fine if you say you'll stick with me through the wars. And if you'll be my friend then I will be forever.
Are you gone? Are you gone? Will you ever come again? Is the pain in your heart the sort that ever mends? Where the battles rage on and the devil's keeping score. If you take my hand I will be forever yours.
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Post by Madelyn on Jan 14, 2020 16:42:28 GMT -6
Sitting in her garden like a queen upon her throne. Looking out at the world far into the unknown. Leaves sewn together form the hem and pleats of dress. Soil surrounds the roots as the autumn wind caress.
Lilies, violets, and snapdragons decorate her halls. Hummingbirds hover around the dandelion balls. Goldenrod adorns her hair and the moon she rests. Rhododendrons for a bed laid out only for the best.
Strawberries and peaches grow where honeybees set down. Past the pure and bleeding hearts, an amaranth her crown. Dreaming of the future day when her prince arrives. The flower girl of Eden sleeps and never comes alive.
Far to the east in the garden of Jehovah. Waiting for the day when her time has come to pass. Soaking up the sun beneath her parasol magnolia. Feet planted in the cool soft grass.
When the winter comes to Eden she will be alone. Only her creator comes to make sure she grows. Luscious leaves of green begin to turn color and fall. Following the nature of the cold season’s call.
Dormant underneath the slowly piling high snow. Little princess flower girl, she could never know. Thousands of years have passed since she was awake. Waiting for the world to turn green for her sake.
At the crossroads of the four heads, she remains asleep. Dreams begin to fade away as she draws in deep. One day she will be awake again. Opening her eyes to a garden without sin.
Far to the east in the garden of Jehovah. Waiting for the day when her time has come to pass. Soaking up the sun beneath her parasol magnolia. Feet planted in the cool soft grass.
In the east of Eden where the air is clean and pure. Every disease will find in there a cure. Blossoming from slumber, the flower girl will rise. Until her blessed petals open up the skies.
A shock of pain runs through her veins. As forests succumb to the flames. Technology has gone insane. How can she heal all that’s been maimed?
Mother Earth is crying out. The flower girl is full of doubt. There’s nothing she can do right now. To stop us from burning her down.
The pendulum will swing. And once again we’ll sing for harmony. Or so she dreams. What might the future bring.
The pendulum still swings. It’s swinging back towards humanity. Hitting us with reality. She smiles as she dreams.
You are here to care for the garden. Put your hands in the dirt. You must finish what she has started. Time has come to get to work.
And I kiss her cheek. I watch her awaken. See her eyes come to life.
No more sleep. Have you forgotten. You’re here to show them the light.
Far to the east in the garden of Jehovah. Waiting for the day when her time has come to pass. Soaking up the sun beneath her parasol magnolia. Feet planted in the cool soft grass.
In the east of Eden where the air is clean and pure. Every disease will find in there a cure. Blossoming from slumber, the flower girl will rise. Until her blessed petals open up the skies.
Far to the east in the garden of Jehovah. Staring to the stars as she soaks up astral power. From the ancient river that spreads through Havilah. Rising into space to approach our finest hour.
Guiding us all to the shores of paradise. Hiding her face in the clouds up above. Good Mother Earth plays the part we denied. Holding our hand on the path to God’s love.
Far to the east in the garden of Jehovah. Waiting for the day when her time has come to pass. Soaking up the sun beneath her parasol magnolia. Feet planted in the cool soft grass.
In the east of Eden where the air is clean and pure. Every disease will find in there a cure. Blossoming from slumber, the flower girl will rise. Until her blessed petals open up the skies.
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Post by Madelyn on Jan 24, 2020 17:09:02 GMT -6
Time for some history songs, aight.
They pillage and plunder our towns and our fields. They rape and they wonder why we will not yield. It's time to rise up, oh, my brothers in arms. What will we become, we will be dogs of war.
Remember Batak. And Parushtitsa. Time to attack. Get them back!
Call to arms. Gather under the Tsar. Here we are. Unleashing dogs of war. To the front. What we're fighting for. On the hunt. Unleash the dogs of war.
The shape of warfare is always evolving. Across the river, the future is calling. The Balkans will no longer fall under Ottoman rule. Independence is gained as the empires duel.
Liberate Sofia. And Tashkessen. Bulgaria will be. Bulgarian!
Call to arms. Gather under the Tsar. Here we are. Unleashing dogs of war. To the front. What we're fighting for. On the hunt. Unleash the dogs of war.
An empire retreating. Further into itself. The collapse beginning. The fall into hell.
Call to arms. Gather under the Tsar. Here we are. Unleashing dogs of war. To the front. What we're fighting for. On the hunt. The Balkan dogs of war.
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Post by Madelyn on Jan 24, 2020 17:14:43 GMT -6
We must hold the Argonne. This has gone on far too long. With the Lost Battalion broken through. The war is almost done.
For our duty to our homeland. For our nations dwindling pride. We must all stand together. Until we die, we fight.
Here on Hill 223. I can see our victory. It drifts away over the graves we fill. Here on Hill 223. We go down in history. As 132 captured on Castle Hill.
The end of the war drawing near. As our final hope reappears. The 210th has arrived. To lead the charge into the fight.
For the men under my command. For the lives that are in my care. The fighting has come to an end. We all gave our surrender there.
Here on Hill 223. I can see our victory. It drifts away over the graves we fill. Here on Hill 223. We go down in history. As 132 captured on Castle Hill.
Surrender! Surrender! This man is made of stone. Surrender! Surrender! And we’ll all make it home.
Here on Hill 223. I can see our victory. It drifts away over the graves we fill. Here on Hill 223. We go down in history. As 132 captured on Castle Hill.
On Castle Hill.
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Post by Madelyn on Jan 24, 2020 17:18:17 GMT -6
From the ashes. It collapses. Wrought with poverty.
A tribunal. Funeral. Home of hypocrisy.
Crumbling from the foundations. From a rotting corpse it’s born. A diseased and sick republic. Is the calm before the storm.
Broken hearts. Vile arts. Putrescent establishments.
Filthy hands. Nation damned. To depression’s elements.
Crumbling from the foundations. From a rotting corpse it’s born. A diseased and sick republic. Is the calm before the storm.
Beaten down like a dead dog. In the eyes of modern world. Gutted, raped, and left bleeding. As a bloody canvas unfurls.
The dying flesh attracting flies. As a wounded nation dies. The black spider makes its way. To feast on its new prey.
Crumbling from the foundations. From a rotting corpse it’s born. A diseased and sick republic. Is the calm before the storm.
Crippled debt from the war. Rising up, it takes new form. Spreading wings made of blood. It’s the coming of the storm.
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Post by Madelyn on Jan 24, 2020 17:25:41 GMT -6
They stand upon the shores of continents. Giants spanning across the land they spread. For eons lived in war, they had no fear. But now the end has come and titans disappear.
All of our blood and sweat and tears. All of our toils for a thousand years. Grasping for power of a god we shall crawl. The mortal titans will fall.
Across Arabia, to Elbe’s shores. Echoing from the war to end all wars. The cries of innocents who had no voice. Pull at the continents as they rejoice.
All of our blood and sweat and tears. All of our toils for a thousand years. Grasping for power of a god we shall crawl. The mortal titans will fall.
Through the Carpathians, Russia awaits. A federation of ruinous states. The telltale signs of rot show through the cracks. Four empires will be lost, no coming back.
All of our blood and sweat and tears. All of our toils for a thousand years. Grasping for power of a god we shall crawl. The mortal titans will fall.
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Post by Madelyn on Jan 24, 2020 17:31:40 GMT -6
Back to regular broadcast.
Alice is in Wonderland, she cannot find her way. She believes she’s all alone and that she’s forced to stay. Maybe there’s a hero out there on some mighty steed. To reach out to the princess so that her soul be freed.
But I am not that hero, Alice. I am not the one. I gave the battle all I had. And I have not won. Hold me for one last time. Let go of all your pride. This is not just any sign. This is where I died.
Alice is in agony, her anger guides her heart. We should not be enemies, but yet we stand apart. I will make the sacrifice if no one else will dare. I’ll face the uniformed princess and shine brightest there.
But I am not the hero, Alice. I am not the one. I gave the battle all I had. And I have not won. Hold me for one last time. Let go of all your pride. This is not just any sign. This is where I died.
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Post by Madelyn on Jan 26, 2020 15:24:04 GMT -6
Hundreds of thousands of miles away from home. Left to the vast expanse of the truly unknown. Marking our chosen landing point, it’s behind us now. Careening towards the surface is mankind’s breaking crown.
When you’re ten seconds from death. Don’t hold your breath. It all relies on you. To make our dreams come true.
One more instant and we all cry out in pain. This moment decides if you live in infamy or fame. A world so far away is watching every single move. You hold the hopes of billions with everything to prove.
When you’re ten seconds from death. Don’t hold your breath. It all relies on you. To make our dreams come true.
The heavens become part of man’s domain. The farthest we’ve gone, don’t let it be in vain. Hundreds of nations call as one this claim. We’ve finally touched the stars this day.
One small step is all that it takes. One mistake would take it all away. One more pause could cost us everything. One giant leap and victory it brings.
When you’re ten seconds from death. Don’t hold your breath. It all relies on you. To make our dreams come true.
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Post by thevociferator on Jan 27, 2020 15:59:43 GMT -6
"Hear the Voices Suffering"
Hegemony and heresy, serving divine Mammon Capital and GDP where does this life lead Blaspheme the Elohim you take your soul for granted Exploiting the least of these to light your holy city
Throwing bibles at the problem is this saving grace Sending kids on short term trips or is this white man’s burden Proselytize and victimize are you sure you’re hearing well Or is this the final form of western imperialism
Gratify your need to help Or you’ll be scared you’ll go to hell Deify your own feelings You sing the songs of antipathy Take a minute make it slow And let the greed take control I was taught the American dream How my god will crush the weak
Hear the voices suffering All the souls in factories Hear our chorus as we sing Of solidarity Open your eyes and see the pain We are the people who need a say Instead we are always given the blame What will you do to change this way
I reject your interregnum I will burn your forest There is no place for you to go will you ever change There is a voice that’s calling out will you take the leap Or will you listen to those before and be doomed to repeat
Breaking bread and sharing all is our archetype Selling property and everything we have This is how we perform a modern Jubilee Living together all in one this is community
Hear the voices suffering All the souls in factories Hear our chorus as we sing Of solidarity Open your eyes and see the pain We are the people who need a say Instead we are always given the blame What will you do to change this way
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Post by Madelyn on Jan 31, 2020 16:51:50 GMT -6
I am very curious about this song. I'm not entirely sure what the message is here.
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Post by thevociferator on Jan 31, 2020 23:04:32 GMT -6
It's about questioning the motives and actions of the church while also trying to wrestle with the american church's obsession of capitalism.
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Post by Madelyn on Feb 10, 2020 7:14:50 GMT -6
Time is an illusion as the minutes turn to hours. My captors mouths froth in rage in spite of all their power. Collectivists will no longer control this land of mine. For sweetly drifting in the wind a symbol so sublime.
For the glory of our nation. Born and bred from blood. For the worship of our Father. Whose holy Name is God.
Keep the flag in the air. Though bombardment continues. Keep it flying softly there. With every breath within you. Keep the flag in the air. Keep it waving strong and proud. To be free of all our shackles. As the cannons roar out loud.
By the guns that fire relentlessly and the rockets’ red glare. A song of joy will rise above the battlefield where. So many men of valor died to preserve a way of life. A fledgling mind of freedom made to stand the test of time.
Through the gun smoke smearing brown. Though it’s tattered and it’s frayed. They did not let it fall down. All our faith in God repaid.
Keep the flag in the air. Though bombardment continues. Keep it flying softly there. With every breath within you. Keep the flag in the air. Keep it waving strong and proud. To be free of all our shackles. As the cannons roar out loud.
And when the gates open and men cheer that final day. Celebrate our victory but remember what we say. That though the flag it never fell unto the ground below. Held aloft by corpses piled high it waved to and fro.
Men of such renown, they died. Throwing their bodies on the pile. To let the banner of freedom fly. And bask in the Lord God’s smile.
Keep the flag in the air. Though bombardment continues. Keep it flying softly there. With every breath within you. Keep the flag in the air. Keep it waving strong and proud. To be free of all our shackles. As the cannons roar out loud.
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Post by thevociferator on Mar 17, 2020 13:31:35 GMT -6
New thing I wrote last night
Sacrosanct urge plastic praxis The carnal truth a fabricated lie Existent corporeal amalgamous The thoughts present past midnight
Inside Patterns Melodies of thoughts syncopate Undulant Waves Colors in neural oceans natate
Sycophantic shibboleths lacking syllogism Deontologic universes clashing contradictions Euphoric discoherence cognitive dissonance Epistemologic fracture void a posteriori
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Post by Madelyn on Mar 28, 2020 17:44:59 GMT -6
Cold sweat pours down my face. In a place and time I can’t erase. There is a cause to fight for, and I have no choice.
Falling through eternal storms. Blood leaking out, at least it warms. I try to cry out but find that I have lost my voice.
As I see a new sun burst into being. Over the battlefield as I vaporize.
Dawn splinters the night. As a new day arrives. We all lose the fight. There is no way to survive.
With her ruling the skies. I’ve heard all men must die. But she can’t be real I realize. A devil ruling over the Rhine.
Blood turns to vapor in the air. Heat ignites my clothes and hair. My weapon is torn from my hands as I fall.
Plasma lacerates my flesh and bones. A crumpled body hits the stones. Tossed and mutilated by the explosive squall.
I was free, now it’s done, as I lay here bleeding. My very soul I yield as I close my eyes.
Dawn splinters the night. As a new day arrives. We all lose the fight. There is no way to survive.
With her ruling the skies. I’ve heard all men must die. But she can’t be real I realize. A devil ruling over the Rhine.
Out of the waves they pull me still. Barely alive, clinging by will. Gold light of God ignites my heart. Dawn splinters my mind apart.
Dawn splinters the night. As a new day arrives. We all lose the fight. There is no way to survive.
With her ruling the skies. I’ve heard all men must die. But she can’t be real I realize. A devil ruling over the Rhine.
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Post by Madelyn on Mar 28, 2020 17:47:41 GMT -6
For the crown of the Commonwealth. For the hearts of my brothers. Step into a war most desperate and dire.
Poor pay and even poorer health. All we have is each other. Fly to the sky and right into the endless fire.
Fighting marines. We die for honor like stars. Brothers of glory, leading the charge. Into the hands of death, victory we take. Follow command of the Sky Drake.
On wings of a dragon like a bolt. Thunder and lightning on high. Separate the wheat and chaff, the living and ghosts.
Powered by a million electric volts. Terrors of evil, death is nigh. We are the harbingers of the heavenly hosts.
Fighting marines. We die for honor like stars. Brothers of glory, leading the charge. Into the hands of death, victory we take. Follow command of the Sky Drake.
Over the channel, over the Isle. Defending our home with power and guile. Mage marines brawling up in the clouds. Sending our enemy to the ground.
Fighting marines. We die for honor like stars. Brothers of glory, leading the charge. Into the hands of death, victory we take. Follow command of the Sky Drake.
We die for honor, leading the stars. Power of victory when we charge. Under the banner, glory we take. Follow command of the Sky Drake.
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Post by Madelyn on Mar 28, 2020 17:51:42 GMT -6
Trapped in the corner. Buried under hell. Chains around my body. Pulling at me still.
Scorching metal fibers. Peel away my shell. Every inch of me. Succumbing to his will.
Iconography of evil. Malicious overlord. This bastard fuels deception. And gets his way by sword.
Duplicitous and horny. For worship from the mass. Mad with misdirection. His single-minded task.
Tearing me from my homeland. Unfeeling override. By the power of his hand. I am directed to die.
Without my permission. He takes over my mind. I don’t have a decision. His spirit overrides.
Hard at work for him. Fighting against my heart. To the skies of destruction. I will be torn apart.
Like an ape to the slaughter. I cannot turn away. Hunting for his stray daughter. And she just wants to play.
Through the black clouds. The smoke and ash burns. There will be no peace. As long as this world turns.
I regret where I am. I wish I was back home. The cycle begins again. And no one will ever know.
I was torn from my homeland. Unfeeling override. By the power of his hand. I am directed to die.
Without my permission. He takes over my mind. I don’t have a decision. His spirit overrides.
Why was this burden laid on me? What did I do to deserve this hell? Surely there was another way. Surely you could chose someone else.
But for some reason I cannot see. This spirit invokes my destiny. He claims it’s for the glory of God. But I know what is holy and not.
I’ve seen the angels calling my name. From beyond this veil of pain. Behind the walls raised in vain. A better end for me awaits.
My captive soul letting out a sigh. When finally my enemy cries. And moments before I die. I see in her eyes the override.
She was torn from her homeland. Unfeeling override. By the power of his hand. She’s directed to die.
Without her permission. He takes over her mind. And she has no decision. His spirit overrides.
We were torn from our homelands. Unfeeling override. By the power of his hand. We are directed to die.
Without our comprehension. He takes over our minds. I await the collision. When his spirit overrides.
And kills us both.
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Post by Madelyn on Mar 28, 2020 17:56:36 GMT -6
Born in the soil of a land time forgot. Pretty close to damned in hell. Cursed by a god-claiming spirit on the spot. With a soul I cannot sell.
Given to strange episodes, I signed my life away. To a company of fire. Sent to the skies to bring us to that victorious day. And finally gain all that I desire.
Follow me if you want to make it through alive. I don’t give a damn if any of you live or die.
I pledge allegiance to revenge. It’s all I believe in that is left. I pledge allegiance to revenge. Against the master of the inept.
False gods will fall before my fist. Crushed jaws underneath my heel. I pledge allegiance to revenge. So I know that all of this is real.
Making my way through a life filled with hardships. Thrust upon me by everyone. Each misunderstanding loosens my grip. But my war has only begun.
I will declare vengeance upon this Being X. Whoever you really think you are. After the Communists, you’re next. I swear I will tear you apart.
I pledge allegiance to revenge. It’s all I believe in that is left. I pledge allegiance to revenge. Against the master of the inept.
False gods will fall before my fist. Crushed jaws underneath my heel. I pledge allegiance to revenge. So I know that all of this is real.
One of these days, I’ll find a way. To bring an end to your reign. And you will die like all men before. Screaming in pain down to your core.
I pledge allegiance to revenge. It’s all I believe in that is left. I pledge allegiance to revenge. Against the master of the inept.
False gods will fall before my fist. Crushed jaws underneath my heel. I pledge allegiance to revenge. So I know that all of this is real.
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Post by Madelyn on Mar 28, 2020 17:58:42 GMT -6
Radio blares at the sign of morning light. Hundreds of men have died. And hundreds more will die.
Into formations they rush into the fight. Thousands form up the lines. Thousands will die for lies.
Below me the winds and the clouds. Above me only the sun.
Holy rain from the barrels forged in hell. Hellfire until every body’s still. Holy rain lighting up the night like day. Hellfire blowing all my foes away.
Heroes will fall, this is no place for their kind. They won’t have any time. Oh, my hands are tied.
Villains will perish and only I will rise. The whole world I ignite. A burning ball of twine.
Below me like ants on the ground. I know I am the only one.
Holy rain from the barrels forged in hell. Hellfire until every body’s still. Holy rain lighting up the night like day. Hellfire blowing all my foes away.
Echoing over the trenches is a psychotic sound. The voice of a child as the enemy surrounds. A rain of lead and fire burying men in blood. Jets of flame reach to the skies where cities stood.
Holy rain from the barrels forged in hell. Hellfire until every body’s still. Holy rain lighting up the night like day. Hellfire blowing all my foes away.
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Post by Madelyn on Mar 28, 2020 18:02:27 GMT -6
Reborn. Into the fires of hell. Form. Pillars of justice.
And die now. Follow your orders. Or go down. Sent to the front to impede.
The surge of foreign man. Destructive waves. No one can understand. The scale of the graves.
Rise up. Stand on the pillars of flame. Now. Fear that you’re going insane.
Cry. Out to your gods. You can fly. But the war’s in the heavens.
Millions will fall before. The tides of war. Unlike what’s seen before. We’ve opened the door.
War is eternal, there is no end. No entity will prevail. Mankind is mortal, though he pretends. He can survive the gale.
For the last thousand years we’ve been had. By the legions of men power mad. Uncounted numbers could not be spared. In the world of eternal warfare.
False hopes crumble. Nations stumble. War continues. Death within you.
Bombs assemble. Armies tremble. Nations crumble. Keep us humble.
For the kingdom, for the empire. For the might and crowns of men. To the landmine, to the flamethrower. Millions will die again.
An empire under siege. Darkness descends. The score beyond belief. No sign the fighting will end.
War is eternal, there is no end. No entity will prevail. Mankind is mortal, though he pretends. He can survive the gale.
For the last thousand years we’ve been had. By the legions of men power mad. Uncounted numbers could not be spared. In the world of eternal warfare.
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Post by Madelyn on Mar 28, 2020 18:05:55 GMT -6
As I’m falling to the wayside, I realize the truth. Everything in my life has all been about you. I lost all that I cared about, but still I carry on. The only future I can dream of is one day you’ll be gone.
As I slip into my bunk and sleep I feel my mind’s eye shift. To a day someday back in the past as I handed up a gift. And my father staring down at me with his eyes so full of care. Then I wake screaming in terror cause I know there’s nothing there.
Those eyes are gone, that gift is yours, now the only thing I need. Is to stand upon your grave and eulogize your Empire’s greed. Pick the time, pick the place, choose an angle to approach. As the spirit of a god takes my body I only care about putting my hands around your throat.
As I’m falling to the wayside, I realize the truth. Everything in my life has all been about you. I lost all that I cared about, but still I carry on. The only future I can dream of is one day you’ll be gone.
So I took my place between the ranks and volunteered to fight. Crossing overseas to train for combat, focusing on spite. When I met you in the skies over the isle I knew at once. You’re the one who terrorizes the skies doing what the emperor wants.
So I swore revenge for all my fallen kinsmen and my brothers in arms. Blood boiling in my veins at the visions of you bringing further harm. Felt my spirit rising higher, gone berserk, left behind my fear. I swear upon my father’s watery grave I’ll kill you if I have to burn the entire troposphere.
As I’m falling to the wayside, I realize the truth. Everything in my life has all been about you. I lost all that I cared about, but still I carry on. The only future I can dream of is one day you’ll be gone.
And I’m falling to the wayside, I realize the truth. Everything in my life has all been about you. I lost all that I cared about, but still I carry on. The only future I can dream of is one day you’ll be gone.
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Post by Madelyn on Mar 28, 2020 18:08:01 GMT -6
Warning: Possibly very bad Russian.
Born in the depths of icy wastes to my Matushka Rus. Fled from Czar’s oppression till my heritage was lost. Raised beneath the Ural’skiye Gory of Sibir’. Taken from mat’ i otets to be taught in Moskva.
Komissar, Komissar. Komissar lyubvi. If you can trust anyone, you can trust me.
I was taught to laugh and smile while sokrytiye yada. Kinzhaly v tvoyu spinu with friendship in my eyes. Menya vnushali that all mankind were brothers. YA skazhu tebe lozh’ while the rest tell only lies.
Komissar, Komissar. Komissar lyubvi. If you can trust anyone, you can trust me.
Komissar, Komissar. Komissar lyubvi. If you can trust anyone, you can trust me.
Komissar, Komissar. Komissar smerti. If you can trust anyone, you can die for me.
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Post by Madelyn on Mar 31, 2020 17:03:01 GMT -6
Standing in the fields of flame. Marching on through endless pain. Charging on into the rank. Coming of the first land tank.
Velociraptor raids in the dead of night. Sirens sound and lasers scorch the blackened sky. The industry of war moves on through the fight. By the hands of Hadrosaurs, a new creation’s nigh.
A head of armored shell. Hide as thick as stone. A monster made of hell. A weapon made of solid bone.
Standing in the fields of flame. Marching on through endless pain. Charging on into the rank. Coming of the first land tank.
Burning at the hands of foes. Only makes its anger grow. Welding on the iron plates. Ankylosaur demonstrates.
The factories spewing out charcoal and ash. As on the assembly line welders flash. Euoplocephalus turns it’s head to war. The Thyreophorans go where none have before.
Standing in the fields of flame. Marching on through endless pain. Charging on into the rank. Coming of the first land tank.
They build these monsters to their need. If only they were build for speed.
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Post by Madelyn on Jul 16, 2020 17:34:58 GMT -6
Mix all the ingredients. Together in a mesh. Intertwining malice. And hatred that comes fresh.
From the mouths of demons. To the tongues of reptiles. Spinning round and round. Launching missiles.
You cannot penetrate a tasty cake. No matter how hard you lick. Mechanisms inside the cake. Their shielding is too thick.
On the platform pedestal. It dances to and wards you. Threatening your personal. Guided by its crew.
Driven by the children. Toiling for their gluten god. Stocked full of destruction. In strawberry-shaped pods.
You cannot penetrate a tasty cake. No matter how hard you lick. Mechanisms inside the cake. Their shielding is too thick.
Strike when the barrier is down. Spear the children until it all breaks down.
You cannot penetrate a tasty cake. No matter how hard you lick. Mechanisms inside the cake. Their shielding is too thick.
You cannot defeat a tasty cake. Without keeping your wits. You will fall before the cake. When the candles are lit.
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Post by Madelyn on Aug 18, 2020 12:08:55 GMT -6
It has been many a year since I last saw your face. And I have struggled with fears that I will bring you disgrace. But in my heart I know that you are waiting for me. I'll be there in time, I know, as all soldiers are destined to be.
But I can wait for you, so will you wait for me? Someday we will be together for eternity.
For my father. For my fatherland. I will honor thy command.
For my mother. And our final stand. I can wait for you to take my hand.
So once again dark forces has risen threatening peace in this world. An Empire of evil besieging us all, and I can't but heed the call. Soldiers of fortune and flame are we all, riding out into the night. Danger and death and destruction ahead is all for the heroes of light.
And I can wait for you, so father wait for me. I'm taking up your mission to save humanity.
For my father. For my fatherland. I will honor thy command.
For my mother. And our final stand. I can wait for you to take my hand.
We fled from terror and home. Into the unknown. A reputation for losing wars. We didn't have before. Into the West to land on foreign shores. We signed up for the fight. For freedom and right. Sent back into the meat grinder of life. To bring this war to and end. Sacrifices of my friends. I will get my revenge for sure this time. I will get her in my sights. I will bring down God's might. And destroy the Devil of the Rhine.
For my father. For my fatherland. I will honor thy command.
For my mother. And our final stand. I can wait for you to take my hand.
For our brothers. Fallen on command. I will honor, I will defend.
Sons and daughters. And for our homeland. I can wait for you. Now is not the time. I will be just fine. Give me one more try before you take my hand.
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Post by Madelyn on Aug 18, 2020 12:14:11 GMT -6
I’ve been here for a thousand years. Oh, I’ve seen so many come and go. Questions, dear? I can’t quite hear. But soon I think I’ll know.
The end may come, and come it may. Still graceful we await.
I have no will to try and kill. Oh, you may go as you please. Remain still, but until. My end I’ll never leave.
The end may come, and come it may. Still graceful we await. Some will fight and some will play. Still graceful we await.
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Post by Madelyn on Nov 26, 2020 12:52:04 GMT -6
The bloody war splits the land. Killing and killed by brothers’ hands. So many die for faulty dreams. The star-spangled banner tearing at the seams.
It’s over now, no unity. Forever lost our hope will be. As armies approach the Mississippi. They are the least of our worries.
Lurking in the water, a river ironclad. A fearsome beast bellowing fire. Made out of metal, gunships shooting back. Until the defending armies tire.
Division of a nation should never come again. Drumroll on the Mississippi. With brother killing friend.
A war for separation or a union reborn. Drumroll on the Mississippi. Followed by the storm.
Cannons fire upon a city. From the ships the blasts are heard. The Union boasts Brown-water Navy. To decimate and learn these words.
Division of a nation should never come again. Drumroll on the Mississippi. With brother killing friend.
A war for separation or a union reborn. Drumroll on the Mississippi. Followed by the storm.
This war is not yet over. And the scars will never heal. But in this moment we’re advancing. To turn our battle hearts to steel.
Division of a nation should never come again. Drumroll on the Mississippi. With brother killing friend.
A war for separation or a union reborn. Drumroll on the Mississippi. Followed by the storm.
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