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Mentality of a UNSC Marine
Posted By: Flying Battle Man<Halo_Chronicals@yahoo.com>
Date: 17 May 2004, 11:56 PM


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Why do we fight?
Why do we maim day and night?
Wraith tanks and rising ranks.
Blood and gore across the floor.
The only way that I can see, to end this war for you, and me.
Would have to be...
Only...
TO NUKE EM ALL! NUKE EM ALL!
Grunts and Jackals short and tall.
No more marines decapitated, when all their worlds are radiated.
MA5B,
full auto,
from me to you,
That Covie is Screwed!
Elites and Prophets.
Hunters and Brutes.
All their glittery battle suits.
But all in all it's all the same.
The reasons why we kill and maim.
Self-defense can kill quite quickly.
Then the deed will leave you prickly.
As a Marine I tell you this...
The rattle of battle below giant starships...
Until this ugly war is done,
Until the war is lost, or won.
Remember earth and why we're fighting,
So no children will die in a flash of alien lightning.
We won't rest until we know.
Until we're sure the victor wear the colors worn by the men who serve in the T S D and O.





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