LloydChristmas
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Registered: July 2008
Location: Austria, Australia
Posts: 182
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Sat September 27, 2008 11:37pm
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All summers long the drill to build the machine
To turn men from flesh and blood to steel
From paper soldiers to bodies on the beach
From summer sands to Armageddon's reach
Overlord, your master not your god
The enemy coast dawning grey with scud
These wretched souls puking, shaking fear
To take a bullet for those who sent them here
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