"Light losses" near night stalker,
mused a officer over the mic,
While K_A_Y_V_N_O_R sent out
a reeling cry: "We can't lose any more.
"The never-ending night
We are now a builder of death-dealing
hateMarching on to fight to free
the blue headsin entrapment"s basement
night light.Can't help but wonderas
S-K-I-D-M-A-R-K stands poised
Ready to obliterate Vigalence and our enamies
the "frownie".So we stalk the enemy,
across a cold dune on Blizzard
But see only each other in the
snow's gloom.Chills climb my spine,
Get through this round!
We're movin' — too late to ask what is right.
We clutch our rifles,grab for our controlers,
Strain to find answers,there in our own houses.
As our troops keeps moving,
on toward the other foe,What?
"Yea, B1LLYBAD? Right.
"We swallow.
"Ready to stroll!"
When the bridge is blown
we rock and we roll."
As our thoughts race
to flee the grim truth.
The skies — God's umbrella
—rain death neath His blue.
Attempt a deep breath,
DEATH_FRM_ABOVE7 whisper "a deep breath"
But can't shake the dread that he might die.
But instead, in the pall,strike the pangs of my end.
And I tremble! Do the strains Me
an I'm already dead?
Heat-seeking missile aren't allowed in our rooms,
Those are for them nooby kid rooms.
Through the firm a ment the "nades"
begain fly,Till the round seeking hellion
locks on to the other guys.
Drawn to hearts full of longing,
and lives barely lived,It strikes them with fury,
takes all that we could give.
Worlds within worlds,now,
never, no more!
All that the enamies werelies crushed
on the floor.To those who still love socom
and those who still play,We know why death
called,as we party danced on them all.
Now we follow our clan,to another room,
Where a noobish clan, will be smothered
with blood and by hate,As we seal their fate.
Slain Comandos and Mercs —
and no more enemy in sight,
We now share this one map,
and push on through the loby
for a new fight.
Poem by B1LLYBAD 5/5/2010
