In the times of misery, war and strife,
Where a man wields only his gun and his knife...
Oh God of earth and altar,
We need thee by our side...
When my heart was out of strength and will,
My eyes would well up tears...
When my heart was out of strength and will,
My eyes would well up tears...
Oh God of earth and altar,
We need thee by our side...
In the times of misery, war and strife,
Where a man wields only his gun and his knife...
Well a brave warrior lay dieing
with his weapon by his side...
This poem is dedicated to the 72nd Sea forth...
The battle ships rose...
Love is when you are shot with a bullet but looking in her eyes makes the pain cease. Wanted love is feeling like you're shot with a bullet when you look in her eyes. |
I'm LIVING in my punishment |
"In a Battle, there is a difference between a life wasted and a life spent." |