look I am giving you a sign to the earth.
from far away. Iam raising a flag and whistling for them to come. Now the Army is coming from far away. The soldiers enter the country. they are moving quickly. The soilders never get tired and stumble. They never get sleepy
and fall asleep. Their weapons are always ready. Their boots never wore out. Their
steel is always ready. their bullets sting
and ready to shoot. The horse hooves are as hard as flint. clouds of dust rising
from behind their chariots. The soilders
shouts sounds like the roaring of lions.
Like strong, Young lions they growl and
grab their prey. The enemy struggle and
try to escape, but there is no one to save
him. Then there is a roar as loud as the sea waves. And the enemy turn he's face to the ground. And there is only darkness closing in as the light fades away in a black cloud.


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