Song: Its Not Higher Service Youre Just Dead
Year: 2010
Viewed: 57 - Published at: 6 years ago

ANDY: Colours draped box, cradled in bearing arms, comforted around mother's shoulders, vacant from settled hearts. Newly dust signed contract hate smeared across eyes. The flower sellers knowing look from gates of the cemetery
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SAMANTHA: Mea culpa, you are responsible. No apologies, all deaths were operational. This is a pyrrhic victory, the victims of your hate. Man is down, the loss means nothing to me. Your son is down, he meant nothing to me

( Battle Of Wolf 359 )
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