Nathan Kraft

Rookie - 0 Points (December 25,1991 / Lake Elsinore)

Our Secret War

The Clouds Are Heavy and Are Red With Blood,
Caked To Our Face Is The Sacred Mud.
We Fight This War For We Have Not Won,
We Pull the Trigger and We Watch Them Run.

Our Loss is Many and Our Goal Is None,
We Go For Hours Until it's Done.
They Always Ask Us Why We Stay To Fight,
We Look Upon Them and We Close Our Eyes.

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