Rise Spartan, RiseWe are soldiers born to fight,To sacrifice our lives,Giving others a chance to live,We load up our guns, And fire into the mass,Hoping we take some of them too.No matter how many there may be, We will fight till-our-very-last.Save your rage,For the day,When the pain is far behind,On your feet, come with me,We are soldiers,Stand or die,Save your rage,Take your place,For the judgment day,Hostile free, follow me,We fight or die.We are soldiers,Born to stand,In this living hell we are,Watching way more than we wish to see.Pray we do not lose,Life betrayed, and the abused,Please let us fight for the truth,
Cortana Letter 1I have walked the edge of the Abyss.I have governed the unwilling.I have witnessed countless empires break before me.I have seen the most courageous soldiers fall away in fear.[I was there with the Angel at the tomb]I have seen your future.And I have learned.There will be no more Sadness. No more Anger. No more Envy.I HAVE WON.Oh, and your poet Eliot had it all wrong:THIS is the way the world ends.