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I'm not an invincible hero,
nor do I have the power to save the world.
I am not a leader of the masses
and I don't have a flock of followers.
I'm just another soldier
trying to make a difference
And even when I'd like to go back to when times were better,
I know that the same is said by all who live to see such times.
Destiny, rarely calls us at a moment of our choosing,
but what's important
is to decide what we do with the time we have.
Will I decide to run, just to find an easy way out,
or will I find the strength within me
to stand by my comrades at the moment of truth?
Will I cower at the fear of failure,
or wil I have the courage to walk forth
no matter the efforts?
I'm just another soldier.
And even when I'd like to go back,
my destiny calls.
I'ts been two years since the storm and the winter cold.
And now, like before, destruction grows near,
patient and confident,
savoring the meal to come.
A storm made of whiners,
losers,
cowards,
deserters.
The storm is ready to devour our insignificant existence,
ready to extinguish the world's last hope
for wisdom... and justice.
The storm is coming,
and it was us who provoked it.
After all we've been through,
it would be easy to give up,
it would be easy to lose hope.
But not here, not now.
This is more than a mere challenge,
this is an act of faith.
It is the testimony that even after all we've lost,
we keep trying,
and we will endure the test of time.
I was baptized with fire,
taught never to surrender,
never to desist,
and to return home with my shield...
or on it.
Only the courageous may call themselves champions.
Only those who march for their land,
for their families,
for their freedoms.
Those who march for honor,
for duty,
for glory,
into the depths of the abyss
and without looking back.
Remember this day comrades,
for it will be yours for eternity!
And tell that immortal king...
To get ready...
Because we...
will NOT show mercy!