Ande - - -

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We have to find a better way
Out of this tragedy
As the battle rages on
Blood stains the ground we're on
My ears hear only screams
Brave soldiers are dying
One spartan stands alone and shouts
This war is ours.

Andrew Anthony Atone;;

Yes, I will see you
Through the smoke and flames
On the front lines of war
- - We have to find a better way
And I will stand my ground until the end
Till we conquer them all
- - We have to find a better way

Ande (Pronounced Andy);;

Through the fire and the flames
A sea of dead drives men insane
We march the fight into the cold
This is as far as it will go
The battle ends on top of here
This is where we conquer fear
On blackout armed with our swords
This war is ours.
Yeah.
This war is ours

Twenty-two years;;

Yes, I will see you
Through the smoke and flames
On the front lines of war
We have to find a better way
And I will stand my ground until the end
Till we conquer them all
We have to find a better way.
Till we conquer them all!

Brunnete with a light faded tan;;

Yes I will lead you.
Through the smoke and flames
On the front lines of war
And I will stand my ground until the end
Till we conquer them all.

Vivid green, yellow, and blue;;

We will conquer them all

- - - Desolate and quiet, Ande would just as soon slip away as quietly as the breath of the wind then fight you. Cursed with a perpetual stutter and a low self esteem, Ande would hardly say more than two words an entire week if unprovoked.

But the lad has another side. Cruel in nature and sharp in anger, it is not a side you want to catch him in. Lightning fast and quick with reflexes he could just as soon gut you as slip away. Careful now, you tred dangerous ground;;

This war is ours!
- - Yeah!
This war is ours!

- - - Water. Water for miles and miles. Almost perpetual, and certainly vast. The crashing waves make a sweet lullaby, resounding in my ears pleasently. I take one last draw of my cigerette, finishing it off, before dropping it and stamping it under my foot. I know I only have a few left, a thought that makes me want to shoot myself. Not having them is going to be like not breathing. I look back. How long have I smoked? Forever? Not quite, but close enough.

I turn slowly, matter-of-factly, most of my thoughts are on my past. May dad had been a great politician, and i had been daddy's little failure. But I guess I owe him something. He did save me. Even I can't deny that I would rather have died than be here. The entire island is full of sludge and wildbeings.

I sigh, a growl in nature. So so alone. The quiet is continious and beautiful, comferting me. Maybe.. just maybe, this island isnt as bad as it seems;;

Yes, I will see you
Through the smoke and flames
On the front lines of war

And I will stand my ground until the end
Till we conquer them all

So I will fight my battle till I fall
And I conquer them all
Till we conquer them all
War!

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*smiles* I thought I'd help you out with the coding.

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Aww thanks Keew *glomps*

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