That´s where she´s going.

 

The Warriors Prayer

After

Grandfather, tell my a story! Alright, go and get your storybook. No, No, not one of those, a real story! A real story? Yes, tell me about when you were a boy. Well, then, I shall have to take you back with me, A long way in time... It was my thirteenth year on a cold winter's day, As I walked through the enchanted forest, I heard the sound of horses and men at arms, I felt compelled to walk on And find the place of these sounds, And when the forest did clear I was standing on a hill Before me was a great plain Upon it the armies of the worlds Standing, waiting. I thought to myself, For whom or for what are they waiting? Suddenly a gust of wind came up from the North, There appeared a lone rider, Holding a sword of steel, Then from the south came another bearing a battle ax, From the east came a third holding a spiked club, And finally from the west a rider who weilded a great hammer of war. With them came their soldiers of death, Followed by an Army of Immortals. They were few in number But the look in their eyes told all who beheld them That they would leave this day only in victory or death. And there was a great silence... My heart began to pound, Storm clouds filled the sky with darkness, Rain came and the four winds blew with such anger That I held fast to a tree. I watched the four riders raise their weapons into the air. Without warning, screaming their war cry They led the attack, Down to the battle they rode, They met the armies of the world with a mighty clash! I could feel the ground shake, The earth drank much blood that day. Each of the four, was unto himself, A whirlwind of doom! When the smoke did clear, Many thousands were dead. There was much blood and gore. Their bodies lay broken And scattered across the battlefield Like brown leaves blown by the wind. And I saw the four ride together to the top of the hill, While below them the soldiers of death assembled, All those who would now swear allegiance to them. And the four spoke the words of the Warrior's Prayer. Gods of war I call you, My sword is by my side. I seek a life of honor, Free from all false pride. I will crack the whip with a bold mighty hail. Cover me with death if I should ever fail. Glory, Majesty, Unity Hail, Hail, Hail. And as I stood and looked on, I heard the Armies of the world Hail them without end And their voices of victory Carried long and far throughout the land! Well, that's it, did you like the story? Yeah, it was great! Oh good, I'm glad. Now off to bed with you. Grandfather? Yes? Who were those four men? Who were they? 

They were the metal kings!

I know where she´s going. She´s going where it all began.

The Final Command

Screams of terror across the sea Begging for mercy in their one final plea Soldiers prepare to fight to the death Killing and fighting to their very last breath 

Blitzkrieg tactics of the German command 

Born with the power of God in his hand He makes his move to conquer the land Turning all hopes of life to sand Machine gun fire, blood level higher Visions of torture and terror to all Ready for battle, awaiting the final command Hiding in darkness from enemies unseen Awaiting our victory, ending his dream Cursed are the souls who defy his will All of which are tortured and ruthlessly killed Blitzkrieg tactics of the German command Born with the power of God in his hand Shocking the world with his mass devastation He puts all his power in the trust of one nation Machine gun fire, blood level higher Visions of torture and terror to all Ready for battle, awaiting the final command At the crack of dawn they storm again Hunting, fighting and killing all men Our end is near, our time now short Our kingdoms have fallen as a result of his sport Blitzkrieg tactics of the German command Born with the power of God in his hand Withdrawn from fighting, he now takes his leave Seeking out goals that can't be conceived Machine gun fire, blood level higher Visions of torture and terror to all 

Ready for battle, awaiting the final command

Feeling the snow

I LOVE IT

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Yes, you´re very sad, sad, sad. Dead.

Where she´s by this hour.

                  T EVA YOU BEAUTIFUL GIRL

Lies

Odyssey is going to Germany!?

I´ll be here.

What she wrote, what she said.

What she wrote, says and does. What she says that she does.

Some were only fantasies and dreams. 

After all she was alone. Or kind of it. She´s. If we look and see the things as they were and are. Living and adventuring in a wild world. Homeless, helpless, uncomfortable, cold, hungry, needy, angry, unconscious and in despair and fall.

Blue screen play. Red Bound fire redlight. 

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