I stand on this field my vision coated in red
Sorrounded by the bodies of men that lay around as on a bed
Blood stained earth, fertility soiled
Men far gone
Of the principles that make men they forgot.
In this battle for the survival of real men race
We stormed this battlefield, with conquest as our aim
Pumped with so much zeal and heart
One would think mountains would clear from our path
But I turn back to see they all fled
What happend to the battle chants and victory songs they all led
We've arrived at the very plains our fathers laid their lives
But only a handful that cried out in victory chants are present on the frontlines.
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What has happened to us men
The very duty that God placed in our hands we've neglected
The duty of protecting, uplifting, cherishing and providing...all history
Capturing a woman's heart, knowing her more intimately than other men is now our trophy
And when this tournament has been completed and won we prepare for another season
And pass her to another, cos we're now interested in a new league
Words not mine, but "right after Adam every atom in our anatomy is Adamic, adamant and after what Adonai is against...
But this ends when we stand up we were made in his Image so we need to start looking where we came from"
So on this battlefield I choose to stay, I choose to stand and fight
Lay it all on the line
And die where Men greater than and before me have died.
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