Monthly Archives: July 2012

Portrait of a Warrior


“Should ANYONE attempt to strip you of the rights you earned in battle as an American Infantrymen (Marine and Soldier alike), shall be stripped of Life and/or limb by the vary hands that defended that Freedom Americans exercise daily. For you were born without rules or regulations, it is the fear of consequence and need for Justice and order that compells us to follow our Countries Laws. Only those worthy enough to fight for We The People shall be trusted to enact and enforce these Laws or suffer the consequence, should such Demon Warriors be made aware of power hungry violators of this trust. War is the province of Men, so tread softly when speaking of disarming those who have mastered it. These corrupt masters of lies and deceit may find themselves where many have met their end; stareing into the eyes of Hell itself, before gasping a final breathe of Freedom before it is taken back by one of its Champions … Chosen Few”- Vega

Beaches of Normandy by Thelma J. Peterson

The Warrior Song – Leviathan

Published on Jul 4, 2012 by

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The eagle born by freedom won, yet held in precarious station,
set upon defense and steeled his will to guard and protect his new nation.
So he resolved, defiant of all who would challenge his right to be free,
with a “swift-sailing vessel and ten carriage guns” to hunt the world’s oceans and seas.

Born to go into harm’s way, come all! Ye hell or high waters be damned!
No lightning, no thunder nor hurricane gale can stand in the face of his wrath.
Be he beneath his enemy’s feet or by cloud where their gaze can not go,
when Leviathan rise, every last man shall shake to the core of his soul.

Now, fear the deep and the teeth of a killing machine with a need to bleed you, anywhere you be, best believe, I’m in the zone to be, from my Yin to my Yang to my Yang Tze put a grin on my chin, come to me, ‘cuz I’ll win, I’m one-of-a-kind and I’ll bring death to the place you’re about to be: another river of blood runnin’ under my feet forged in a fire lit long ago stand next to me, you’ll never stand alone I’m last to leave, but the first to go, Lord, “under weigh” is the only “way” I know I’ll feed on the fear of the devil inside of the enemy faces in my sights aim with the hand, shoot with the mind, kill with a heart like arctic ice

I am Leviathan, and “death” is my call. I am a warrior and this is my song

I bask in the glow of the rising war, lay waste to the ground of the enemy shore
wade through the blood spilled on the floor, if another one moves, I’ll kill ’em some more
Bullet in the breech and the fire in me, like a cigarette thrown to gasoline
if death don’t bring you fear then death ain’t comin’ from the deep.
Come to the nightmare, come to me, way down in the dark where the devil be
in the maw with the jaws and the razor teeth where the brimstone burns and the angel weeps call to the gods when I cross your path, and my silhouette hangs in the aftermath:
 hope is a moment now long past, the shadow of death is the one I cast.

I am Leviathan, and “death” is my call, I am a warrior and this is my song
my breath is fire and my eyes are the dawn, I am a warrior and this is my song

now I live lean and I mean to inflict the grief, and the least of me’s still outta your reach the killing machine’s gonna do the deed, untill the river runs dry and my last breath leaves chin in the air with a head held high I’ll stand in the path of the enemy line feel no fear, know my pride: for God and Country I’ll end your life

I am Leviathan, and “death” is my call, I am a warrior and this is my song
my breath is fire and my eyes are the dawn, I am a warrior and this is my song
we build, we fight, the end: you die. Move on…I am a warrior and this is my song
you can run, but you won’t hide long, I am a warrior and this is my song