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| Tweet Topic Started: Nov 14 2007, 09:11 PM (906 Views) | |
| Ookami Sicarius | Nov 14 2007, 09:11 PM Post #1 |
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Head Of Gens Umbra
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We are the Fighters Honorable and loyal Our trust is to be earned Not sold to the highest bidder The Code is held high A light for our dark path So Few have earned something many Have failed to do Earned the Impossible and Complete trust of an Old Samurai, Battle hardened and full of scars, Always there For when you call. Never shall we fall Always we will stand tall Our enemies shall know our Name And fear shall eat them whole Lady Moonlight, Wish us luck For when we fall, we shall rise once more To sing of battles won! -United Mercenaries Battle Song |
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| Hiroto | Nov 27 2007, 12:18 AM Post #2 |
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Gens Umbra
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On Spreaded wings we fly, Friends by our sides. Invinceable and strong stride by stride. We March away. Dawn at the break, Night at dusk we make our way. Home. To our loved ones nigh, Was it right. The war we raged. Buildings we Raized. But we must not look back. Trust the one, the all. Give our life. Our we Walk alone. We are the proud we are the beautiful we are the Night warriors. Black Panthers By name. Death stalkers by god. Hiroto Panther. |
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| Ookami Sicarius | Dec 4 2007, 08:08 PM Post #3 |
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Head Of Gens Umbra
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Have I posted this yet? To war we go! Our blades held high, And shields at our sides. To defend we go. Our armor it glows, With the song and cheers. Our joy it grows, for the coming battle! To war we go! Our children wave bye, Our brides they cry. To death we go. Our Blade it grows, Heavy with sorrow and fears. Our sadness it grows, for the coming Tears. To War we go! Our Faces held fear, Of pain and suffering. To battle we go. Battle Tune, Of the 893.th Mercenary Company hmmmm |
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