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Unread 05-14-2014, 12:10 PM
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Almost done, @Bleu lets get this in due today

---------- Post added at 12:10 PM ---------- Previous post was at 11:30 AM ----------

@Wonderbred @Bleu

As I hear fireworks and this unfamiliar anthem blare,
I realize it's been a year now since this man was spared,
I see the way out but all i can do is stand and stare,
And as I fall asleep while I chant a prayer,
I dream of my homeland and my grandson there.

One day shit hit the fan with Russia and inevitable war was questioned,
I got drafted into a squad i swore to defend whenever gore was present,
But overtime I had turned into such a coward that the corps came second,
I was on guard duty watching our flank on the day the fort was threatened
And I watched as a ped passed by who sweared he has never worn a weapon
My squad let him pass unharmed, but then the so-called ped pulled out his AK-47
But all i could do was watch as he prepared to send Sgt.Sizemore to heaven

My brothers looked to the tower as they fell, they were moaning for aide
But the man they would die for just stood above the firefight, holding his aim
At that moment I realized I was a coward, wondering how I could go in public, showing my face
And on that day I realized I was no soldier, the firefight was over, they took the man posing away

Here I am in this prison woken by the sound of bullets flying
I assume it's a rescue squad and I almost caught myself smiling
But then asked myself who would rescue someone that left his brothers dying
Minutes later I noticed the lone prison guard had left to join the fighting
So I took my chances and went for my escape and came at the perfect timing
My captors appeared to be victorious and the unknown enemy's forces were declining
On my way away from the fray I saw a dead body by a tree and thought he must've been spying
Then I realized it was another man who deserted comrades that only cared about surviving.

I picked a gun off the body and couldn't have ran back faster
I planned to go from the flank, I was no true soldier, just an actor
I was outnumbered and outmatched, But at that moment it didn't really matter
I thought of my brothers in arms, the good times and all the laughter,
Determined to avenge them, I stormed the flank knowing I was no battler,
But I never want to be a prisoner again and fear has always been my captor
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Unread 05-14-2014, 12:10 PM   #2
 
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Almost done, @Bleu lets get this in due today

---------- Post added at 12:10 PM ---------- Previous post was at 11:30 AM ----------

@Wonderbred @Bleu

As I hear fireworks and this unfamiliar anthem blare,
I realize it's been a year now since this man was spared,
I see the way out but all i can do is stand and stare,
And as I fall asleep while I chant a prayer,
I dream of my homeland and my grandson there.

One day shit hit the fan with Russia and inevitable war was questioned,
I got drafted into a squad i swore to defend whenever gore was present,
But overtime I had turned into such a coward that the corps came second,
I was on guard duty watching our flank on the day the fort was threatened
And I watched as a ped passed by who sweared he has never worn a weapon
My squad let him pass unharmed, but then the so-called ped pulled out his AK-47
But all i could do was watch as he prepared to send Sgt.Sizemore to heaven

My brothers looked to the tower as they fell, they were moaning for aide
But the man they would die for just stood above the firefight, holding his aim
At that moment I realized I was a coward, wondering how I could go in public, showing my face
And on that day I realized I was no soldier, the firefight was over, they took the man posing away

Here I am in this prison woken by the sound of bullets flying
I assume it's a rescue squad and I almost caught myself smiling
But then asked myself who would rescue someone that left his brothers dying
Minutes later I noticed the lone prison guard had left to join the fighting
So I took my chances and went for my escape and came at the perfect timing
My captors appeared to be victorious and the unknown enemy's forces were declining
On my way away from the fray I saw a dead body by a tree and thought he must've been spying
Then I realized it was another man who deserted comrades that only cared about surviving.

I picked a gun off the body and couldn't have ran back faster
I planned to go from the flank, I was no true soldier, just an actor
I was outnumbered and outmatched, But at that moment it didn't really matter
I thought of my brothers in arms, the good times and all the laughter,
Determined to avenge them, I stormed the flank knowing I was no battler,
But I never want to be a prisoner again and fear has always been my captor
__________________




Pack of Wolves, gayest crew on the site.
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