The years of hell,
Are closer than the gates,
Feel the fire in your veins,
We brothers of union.
Fight for no cause,
For a reason we don't know,
For a tomorrow we love,
And the enemies we respect.
For the red dawn,
No longer a vision,
No illusions of grandeur,
Only the day as we age.
Sunday, August 10, 2008
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