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In a foreign field he lay. Lonely soldier unknown grave
Down south soldier
Third world soldier
My vengeance will be swift and terrible
Many will die.
I am the distance between two points
Forgotten. A Void.
I dig holes brother.
Well, I've got a bone to pick
And a nerve to pluck
A skin to get under
And a home to wreck.
I've got ends to meet
So I've got a job to do.


On his dying words he prays. Tell the world of Gibsonton
Acrimonious and sanctified
Call me what you will.


Stick to your guns
The difference is mine are loaded.
Taste the sting of your arrogance
Stuck in this screeching bitch called life
Drop the coins and send you to Charon.
I will have my vengeance
In this life or the next.
Well, I've got a sucker to punch
And a back to stab
A head to kick in
And a throat to to slit.


Relive all that he's been through. Last communion of his soul
I've got a job to do
 
Harsh and unrepentant.
Rust your bullets with his tears. Let me tell you 'bout his years
 
 
Laying low in a blood filled trench. Killing time 'til my very own death
 
On my face I can feel the falling rain. Never see my friends again
 
 
In the smoke in the mud and lead. Smell the fear and the feeling of dread
 
Soon be time to go over the wall. Rapid fire and the end of us all
 
 
Whistles, shouts and more gun fire. Lifeless bodies hang on barbed wire
 
Battlefield nothing but a bloody tomb. Be reunited with my dead friends soon
 
 
Many soldiers eighteen years. Drown in mud no more tears
 
 
Surely a war no-one can win. Killing time about to begin
 
 
Home, far away. From the war, a chance to live again
 
Home, far away. But the war, no chance to live again
 
 
The bodies of ours and our foes. The sea of death it overflows
 
In no man's land god only knows. Into jaws of death we go...
 
 
Crucified as if on a cross. Allied troops they mourn their loss
 
Coalition war propaganda machine. Such before has never been seen
 
 
Swear I heard the angels cry. Pray to god no more may die
 
So the people know the truth. Tell the tale of Gibsonton
 
 
Cruelty has a human heart. Everyman does play his part
 
Terror of the men we kill. The human heart is hungry still
 
 
I stand my ground for the very last time. Gun is ready as I stand in line
 
Nervous wait for the whistle to blow. Rush of blood and over we go...
 
 
Blood is falling like the rain. Its crimson cloak unveils again
 
The sound of guns can't hide their shame. and so we die in Gibsonton
 
 
Dodging shrapnel and barbed wire. Running straight at the cannon fire
 
Running blind as I hold my breath. Say a prayer symphony of death
 
 
As we charge the enemy lines. A burst of fire and we go down
 
I choke a cry but no-one hears. Feel the blood go down my throat
 
 
Home,far away. From the war, a chance to live again
 
Home,far away. But the war, no chance to live again
 
 
See my spirit on the wind. Across the lines beyond the hill
 
Friend and foe will meet again. Those who died at Gibsonton


Acrimonious and sanctified
Call me what you will.


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Revision as of 14:42, 5 April 2010

Down south soldier Third world soldier My vengeance will be swift and terrible Many will die. I am the distance between two points Forgotten. A Void. I dig holes brother. Well, I've got a bone to pick And a nerve to pluck A skin to get under And a home to wreck. I've got ends to meet So I've got a job to do.

Acrimonious and sanctified Call me what you will.

Stick to your guns The difference is mine are loaded. Taste the sting of your arrogance Stuck in this screeching bitch called life Drop the coins and send you to Charon. I will have my vengeance In this life or the next. Well, I've got a sucker to punch And a back to stab A head to kick in And a throat to to slit.

I've got a job to do Harsh and unrepentant.

Acrimonious and sanctified Call me what you will.

Emln.png Malton Army of National Liberation
Alpharius believes in a Malton free of oppression and eveloped in freedom. Obliterate the corrupt goverment pigs!
Gasmask.jpg Gibsonton Nationals
This user or group acknowledges the Gibsonton Nationals as the crusaders for Gibsonton and its liberators.

Viva Gibsonton! Queen of Malton! Death to the Imperialists!

Darisflag1.PNG One man's terrorist is another man's freedom fighter.
This user supports DARIS's Declaration of Independence
Fascism.gif Fascists
This user or group hates fascists and will do everything in their power to feed them to the zombies.
Communist Party.png Communist Party
This is one hell of a party, and this user intends to join it!
Anarchocommunism.jpg Libertarian Socialism
This User or Group supports the concept and ideals of Libertarian Socialism, and their induction into Malton society, through the maelstrom of the Zombie epidemic.
Highlander.jpg Monogamous
This user has only one, single, lone character in Malton.

Alts and zergs are for pansies.


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