To kill a man is to crush a dream
To crush a dream, to secure your own
And though foreign blood burns like a sickness
Killing that man will get you home
So thrust the bayonet through his chest
Pray he dies a painless death
He's no better, you're no worse
But only the survivor will come in first
How can you sit there
Wading in your lies?
Does it make you smile
To see them die?
Their blood is on your hands
But you like the look of red
To kill a man, a horrible thought
Cast his
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Break Point will be returning tonight, March 19th, with a few changes:
-Naval units will be playable
-Players may start as squad leaders upon special request
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I've been dreaming every night about strangling all of you
I need some answers now
I ask you a question, you must answer
I want to know who is he is
You need to tell me
I can't take this anymore
If you don't give me answers, I'm going to chop you into little piece
Hotwheels, miniature trains, Tinker Toys... I'll burn you all down
Now we are going to do
Something extremely fun (yeah!)
We're going to play (let's play a game!)
A wonderful game called, "Who is your daddy?"
Who is you
August 17th, 1944
It’ll be five years next month. Five long, bloody years we’ve been in this.
Five is a pretty small number, contrasted to the rest of those associated with this. Thirty cities in ruins. Ninety-one ships sunk. One hundred seventy-eight planes downed. Three hundred one thousand, six hundred fifty-six men MIA. More than double that KIA. And by tomorrow, I’ll be back here, writing again, scribbling out those numbers, and replacing them with the new tallies.
My division has
