Time, the moon is down; I hear the clock pounding in my chest.
Objective, heavily I am summoned to the place I was once before.
Morale, never have I acted upon my own accord; and this I must.
Oppressed, breathing is laden; mind a raged, within my thoughts.
Reverence, this is not the time for mercy unto mine enemies.
Revenge, as they have done, do unto them, with great prejudice.
Oath, this my will to make whole once again, let them die traitors.
Will, for my enemies after this day there will be no turning back.
This doom they are not aware; and yet they brought upon themselves.
May God have mercy on my soul for the men I have killed; and for the men I am going to kill.
Objective, heavily I am summoned to the place I was once before.
Morale, never have I acted upon my own accord; and this I must.
Oppressed, breathing is laden; mind a raged, within my thoughts.
Reverence, this is not the time for mercy unto mine enemies.
Revenge, as they have done, do unto them, with great prejudice.
Oath, this my will to make whole once again, let them die traitors.
Will, for my enemies after this day there will be no turning back.
This doom they are not aware; and yet they brought upon themselves.
May God have mercy on my soul for the men I have killed; and for the men I am going to kill.
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