No sorrow. Only pain.

Behold the beast.

Like a wind from hell he sweeps by,

Blown far from his homeland in search of glory and honor!

Praying to God,

Asking His forgiveness,

For the innocent blood spilt by his sword.

He is the hero who will repulse the enemy

What we do in Life echoes in Eternity....

So he shall be there at your end.

And when you die

And you shall die........

Some of you think you won't fight. Some, that can't fight. You all say that until you're out there.

Sadly, we're all dead men. Sadly, we can not choose how. But, we can decide how we face that end in order that we are remembered as men.

We will not go quietly into the night!

We will not vanish without a fight!

Now, I want you to remember that no bastard ever won a war by dying for his country. He won it by the making the others bastards die for their country.

We're not just going to shoot the bastards. We're going to cut out their living guts.

You will spill their blood. Shoot them in the heart.

This green field right here was painted red, with the blood of young boys. Listen to their souls, men.

You listen. And you take a lesson from the dead. If we don't come together, right now, on this hallowed ground, we too, will be destroyed just like they were.

I don't care if you like each other or not. But you will respect each other. And maybe, I don't know, maybe we'll learn to fight this battle like men.

We will move swift. We will move silent. We will move deadly.

You're soldiers now. You will adapt. You will overcome. You will improvise.

And you will win.

Or...

Or you all going to crumble till we're finished.

We are in hell right now, and we can stay here, and get kicked out of us.

Unless we fight our way back into the light.

We can climb out of hell.

You know when you get old in life?

When you start losing things.

You only learn that when that happens.

I made every wrong choice a man could make.

I lost all my money. Pushed away anyone who has ever loved me.

You will find out that life is unfair.

The margin for error is so small.

One half step too late or to early you don't quite make it.

One half second too slow or too fast and you don't quite catch it.

We fight for that half second, that half step.

We tear ourselves and everyone around us to pieces for that half second, that half step.

That half second, that half step is the difference between winning and losing.

Between living and dying.

In any fight it is the guy who is willing to die who is going to win.

And if you are willing to live anymore, it is because, you will still willing to fight, and die for that half second, half step, because that is what living is.

You got to look at the guy next to you.

Look into his eyes.

I think you are going to see a guy who will go that half step with you.

You are going to see a guy, who will sacrifice himself for you, because he knows when it comes down to it, you are going to do the same thing for him.

You will work as one. Doing that you will be victorious.

(After telling this to the boys, I have another sin to carry. I can't even stand the face I see in the mirror. My guts...what guts? I'm a coward.

For all my sins I deserve no forgiveness. No sorrow. Only pain. It's what i'm getting now. The least I can do is to accept it with a smile.)

À LA VIE, À LA MORT

À LA VIE, À LA MORT.

Reste en paix, camarade...

FUCK THEM

“The beast is in pain.
Feeling trapped, wounded.
Stroke right in the heart.

Trying to hold his breath.
To minimize the sorrow.
Hoping to fade the guilt.

Turning around in a cage.
He needs to scream.
He needs to…

FUCK THEM.
He won’t do what they want.
Weakness is not a path to take.

Unbelievers, get ready.
Start running.
The hunt has begun.

He will chase anything that haunts him.
He will not fall in the depths of revenge.
Not now, not anymore.

Thanks to a star that came into his life.”

LTF

ANOTHER DAY OUT

“Another day out.
Old emotions start to emerge inside me.
The beast wakes up.
My senses are alert.

The road in my path seems like a snake.
Twisted along the mountains.
Torturing my back.
Punishing my arms.

My thoughts are away.
Very far away.
Where the land finishes and the ocean starts.
Where I left my heart.

My goal is to end this mission without delay.
Without errors and problems.
My goal is to return as fast as I can.
Rendering myself to my lair.

I hunger to see her.
Because I need her touch.
Because I need her smile.
Because she calms the beast in me.

My mission is over.
I’m home in one piece.
Thanks to my fairy.
I know she cares.

Thanks for being the star that guided me back.”

LTF

THE BEAST AND THE FAIRY

"The beast comes.
In his body he has the marks of the past.
The little fairy approaches.
She seeks some comfort.
She seeks some tenderness.
The beast is calm.
The fairy has the capacity to provoque those states on him.
Her eyes shine.
Her smile glows.
She looks for something special.
Can I give her something special?
I should try.
I must try.
Without realizing, each time she is speechless, I feel the need to do more.
To make her feel special.
And how special she is.
To let her know, that she deserves to be under the spotlight.
To let her concede me the opportunity to sparkle her life with the dust of the stars."

LTF

3 DA MANHÃ

"São 3 da manha e não durmo.
O vento empurra a chuva contra a janela do meu quarto.
Perturba a minha paz.
Perturba a minha introspecção.
Levanto-me e olho para a rua.
A chuva, o vento, o frio, fazem-me sentir desolado.
Sinto-me distante, só.
Nem na estrada passa um carro de vez em quando.
Parece que todo o mundo se escondeu do tempo que me fustiga a janela do quarto.
Do tempo que me perturba os pensamentos, as recordações.
Do tempo que me faz perceber que sinto saudades do teu toque."

LTF