Published by: ytgrewqas on12 Jan 2007
Title: A Speech Before Battle

This speed draws from Shakespeare Henry V.

Every time we roll up in their neighbourhood, they pack their shit and take off.
They are afraid of the operators.
Good to go → oroar!
Hey, tonight they will fight.
Tonight we will kill them.
Every fucking Mati[?] malitiaman that is there will fucking die.
Whoever does not have the stomach for this fight better depart
??If any of us wanted?? to speed his departure since we wish not to die in this man's company.
Whoever returns safely tomorrow morning.
He will rouse himself every year on that day, show his neighbour his scars and tell them fellows his stories about all the great deeds of battle, and these stories you will teach your son.
And from this day until the end of time
We shall be remembered
→ we few, we happy few, we band of brothers. For whoever sheds his blood with me, shall forever be my brother.
And those men too afraid to go, will think themselves lesser men, as they have heard how we have fought and died together
→ ??Freedom???