User:Alphy
In a foreign field he lay. Lonely soldier unknown grave
On his dying words he prays. Tell the world of Gibsonton
Relive all that he's been through. Last communion of his soul
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
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Malton Army of National Liberation |
| Alpharius believes in a Malton free of oppression and eveloped in freedom. Obliterate the corrupt goverment pigs! |
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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! |
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One man's terrorist is another man's freedom fighter. |
| This user supports DARIS's Declaration of Independence |
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Fascists |
| This user or group hates fascists and will do everything in their power to feed them to the zombies. |
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Communist Party |
| This is one hell of a party, and this user intends to join it! |
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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. |
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Monogamous |
| This user has only one, single, lone character in Malton.
Alts and zergs are for pansies. |
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