Everything that you thought had meaning: every hope dream or moment of happiness. None of it matters as you lie bleeding out on the battlefield. None of it changes what a speeding rock does to a body we all die. But does that mean our lives are meaningless? Does that mean that there was no point in our being born? Would you say that of our slain comrades? What about their lives? Were they meaningless?... They were not! Their memory serves as an example to us all! The courageous fallen! The anguished fallen! Their lives have meaning because we the living refuse to forget them! And as we ride to certain death we trust our successors to do the same for us! Because my soldiers do not buckle or yield when faced with the cruelty of this world! My soldiers push forward! My soldiers scream out! My soldiers rage! Everything I have done I did thinking this day would come. If you begin to regret you'll dull your future decisions and let others make your choices for you. So many times I thought death would be so much easier. One day we'll break it down this wall hiding the truth... will fall. They want to know what became of the hearts they gave. We will use any means necessary to ensure that the missions and our efforts to take back this world are not abandoned. How do you know for sure there's nobody on the other side of the walls? What do you think the enemy is? I said advance goddamn it! Nobody can foretell the outcome each decision you make holds meaning only by affecting your next decision. This moment this battle humanity's continued survival depends on it so once more for humanity's sake dedicate your hearts. Humanity will never stop fighting itself.. until it shrinks to a size of one or fewer. If we only focus on making the best moves we will never get the better of our opponent. When necessary we must be willing to take big risks and be prepared to lose everything. Unless we change how we fight we cannot win. Everything that you thought had meaning: every hope dream or moment of happiness. None of it matters as you lie bleeding out on the battlefield. None of it changes what a speeding rock does to a body we all die. But does that mean our lives are meaningless? Does that mean that there was no point in our being born? Would you say that of our slain comrades? What about their lives? Were they meaningless?... They were not! Their memory serves as an example to us all! The courageous fallen! The anguished fallen! Their lives have meaning because we the living refuse to forget them! And as we ride to certain death we trust our successors to do the same for us! Because my soldiers do not buckle or yield when faced with the cruelty of this world! My soldiers push forward! My soldiers scream out! My soldiers rage! Everything I have done I did thinking this day would come. If you begin to regret you'll dull your future decisions and let others make your choices for you. So many times I thought death would be so much easier. One day we'll break it down this wall hiding the truth... will fall. They want to know what became of the hearts they gave. We will use any means necessary to ensure that the missions and our efforts to take back this world are not abandoned. How do you know for sure there's nobody on the other side of the walls? What do you think the enemy is? I said advance goddamn it! Nobody can foretell the outcome each decision you make holds meaning only by affecting your next decision. This moment this battle humanity's continued survival depends on it so once more for humanity's sake dedicate your hearts. Humanity will never stop fighting itself.. until it shrinks to a size of one or fewer. If we only focus on making the best moves we will never get the better of our opponent. When necessary we must be willing to take big risks and be prepared to lose everything. Unless we change how we fight we cannot win. Everything that you thought had meaning: every hope dream or moment of happiness. None of it matters as you lie bleeding out on the battlefield. None of it changes what a speeding rock does to a body we all die. But does that mean our lives are meaningless? Does that mean that there was no point in our being born? Would you say that of our slain comrades? What about their lives? Were they meaningless?... They were not! Their memory serves as an example to us all! The courageous fallen! The anguished fallen! Their lives have meaning because we the living refuse to forget them! And as we ride to certain death we trust our successors to do the same for us! Because my soldiers do not buckle or yield when faced with the cruelty of this world! My soldiers push forward! My soldiers scream out! My soldiers rage! Everything I have done I did thinking this day would come. If you begin to regret you'll dull your future decisions and let others make your choices for you. So many times I thought death would be so much easier. One day we'll break it down this wall hiding the truth... will fall. They want to know what became of the hearts they gave. We will use any means necessary to ensure that the missions and our efforts to take back this world are not abandoned. How do you know for sure there's nobody on the other side of the walls? What do you think the enemy is? I said advance goddamn it! Nobody can foretell the outcome each decision you make holds meaning only by affecting your next decision. This moment this battle humanity's continued survival depends on it so once more for humanity's sake dedicate your hearts. Humanity will never stop fighting itself.. until it shrinks to a size of one or fewer. If we only focus on making the best moves we will never get the better of our opponent. When necessary we must be willing to take big risks and be prepared to lose everything. Unless we change how we fight we cannot win. Everything that you thought had meaning: every hope dream or moment of happiness. None of it matters as you lie bleeding out on the battlefield. None of it changes what a speeding rock does to a body we all die. But does that mean our lives are meaningless? Does that mean that there was no point in our being born? Would you say that of our slain comrades? What about their lives? Were they meaningless?... They were not! Their memory serves as an example to us all! The courageous fallen! The anguished fallen! Their lives have meaning because we the living refuse to forget them! And as we ride to certain death we trust our successors to do the same for us! Because my soldiers do not buckle or yield when faced with the cruelty of this world! My soldiers push forward! My soldiers scream out! My soldiers rage! Everything I have done I did thinking this day would come. If you begin to regret you'll dull your future decisions and let others make your choices for you. So many times I thought death would be so much easier. One day we'll break it down this wall hiding the truth... will fall. They want to know what became of the hearts they gave. We will use any means necessary to ensure that the missions and our efforts to take back this world are not abandoned. How do you know for sure there's nobody on the other side of the walls? What do you think the enemy is? I said advance goddamn it! Nobody can foretell the outcome each decision you make holds meaning only by affecting your next decision. This moment this battle humanity's continued survival depends on it so once more for humanity's sake dedicate your hearts. Humanity will never stop fighting itself.. until it shrinks to a size of one or fewer. If we only focus on making the best moves we will never get the better of our opponent. When necessary we must be willing to take big risks and be prepared to lose everything. Unless we change how we fight we cannot win.