im the soldier of soul ( digt )

im the soldier, you been thingking abort.
the one guy you can't continue without.
im the soldier you've been waiting for.
im on the knees, begging for more to do.
you're enemy probably thought i should't get this far.
you thought i'd end up shot, and in the back of a car.
you probably thought that i never escape.
that i was gonna be a wolf in a cage.
a slave to this forsaked place.
you don't know how hard i fight to survive.
waking up alone, when i was left to die.
you don't know this life i had lived.
all these roads i have walked.
all these years i've bled in my soul of a soldier.
so how can this be, that you are praying to me.
there a look in my eyes, and you know what thats means.
i can be you're soldier, you're grunt, you're canon fodder.
i can be you're guardian, even by you're betryal.
but im just dirt that other created, a warrior of hate.
i am the sin of the hate that you created, the hate, the pain, the rage.
but let me tell you something, brother, that there is a price to pay.
and only god can judge me now, only she can forgive me the sin i have made.
becasue i am what i am, and god, she hate me for everything i has done.
i'm the one that you need and fear, now that you are losing you're war.
and i have won some of mine wars, so now you need me, and fear me of same reason.
all the judgments on me was only a refelction of the fear that you hided for me.
so next time you shoot at me, from the shadow of the dark unknow, be sure to hit.
you will crawl up from you're hiding cave, look in the mirror, and see the truth.
the truth of what you have done, the betryal, in the heat of battle, a bloody war.
SO how can this be, that you now are praying to me, for help with you're sins.
there's a look in my eyes, theres telling you, that only god can judge us, and forgive us.
i can be you're soldier, because im the soldier, and that's what i do.
i can fight in wars of sin, i can fight for what i thing are right.
because that's the only thing i can do now, because im a soldier, a warrior of sin.
i can be you're soldier, you're guardian, you're savior, because god, she has forgive me.
but i will always be the dirt that they created, the reaper, the soldier.
i can be the guy who take revenge some days, and only god, she can forgive me.
i am the sinner, i am you're soldier, my god, but im also the dirt, that they created.
im the sinner, the reaper, the killer, the beater, the torturer.. im the soldier of soul.

et digt til dem da har forladt mig i kampen's hede i mit liv, i mine krige, efterladt mig til mine synder. og til glæden til dem jeg kan hjælpe, med de evner disse.. krige. har givet mig.

hilsen Teddy The Horny Wolf.
The Soldier Of Soul.

Well , jeg skriver gerne one more time....

Dine ord har det med at røre noget i mig.
Jeg tror det er den hudløse ærlige smerte der altid er , enten tydelig beskrevet eller mellem linierne.

The battle between good and bad- the desire to do god vs. The urge to do bad.

Du er en go fyr , der skal holde øje med lyset og ikke lade mørket tage over :)

- Millicent

det cool, delte det bare begge steder xD

tak, Millimus, og tja det glæder mig at du forstår det, eller i det mindste kan se det, og jeg skriver som jeg føler det, lille Millimus.

the battle are not gonna fight itself, so the war need soldiers like me, that i like it or not, but i try to do good things, but sometimes.. bad shit happens.

ved jeg godt, men det så svært.. så forbandet svært, Millimus, but i will keep on fighting, Millimus.

- Teddy.