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05-03-2008, 07:46 AM
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Once Again, My Dear Brothers and Sisters...

Let us join again toghether before battle and give a thought for our men going into the fire this evening.

I did this in game 7 and it appeared to work...and please, if you disagree with stuff like this, please respect those who and and abstain from turning this into a theological debate


Im by no means a religious man, heck, Im even trying to start my own religion...

But in this time of war, when we're bunkered down in the trenches, when death and glory are upon us, we turn to a higher power.

It has been said that there are no atheists in foxholes, and at this pivotal moment in time, God/Allah/Buddah/Whomever smiles upon us.

I ask from you all, my bretheren, to take a knee with me and pray to the higher power of your choice before our boys make the last charge against the invading hoardes...

"Lord our Father, our young patriots, idols of our hearts, go forth into battle -- be Thou near them! With them -- in spirit -- we also go forth from the sweet peace of our beloved firesides to smite the foe. O Lord our God, help us tear their soldiers to bloody shreds with our shells; help us to cover their smiling fields with the pale forms of their patriot dead; help us to drown the thunder of the guns with the shrieks of their wounded, writhing in pain; help us to lay waste their humble homes with a hurricane of fire; help us to wring the hearts of their unoffending widows with unavailing grief; help us to turn them out roofless with their little children to wander unfriended in the wastes of their desolated land in rags and hunger and thirst, sports of the sun flames in summer and the icy winds of winter, broken in spirit, worn with travail, imploring thee for the refuge of the grave and denied it --

For our sakes who adore Thee, Lord, blast their hopes, blight their lives, protract their bitter pilgrimmage, make heavy their steps, water their way with their tears, stain the white snow with the blood of their wounded feet!

We ask it, in the spirit of love, of Him Who is the Source of Love, and Who is the ever-faithful refuge and friend of all that are sore beset and seek His aid with humble and contrite hearts. Amen.




GO HABS GO

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