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We will leave our motherlands behind us and become one with this earth.
We have no nation, no philosophy, no ideology.
We go where we'll neeeded, fighting not for country, not for government, but for ourselves.
We need no reason to fight, we fight because we are needed.
We will be the deterrent for those with no other recourse.
We are soldiers without borders, our purpose defined by the era we're living.
We will sometimes have to sell ourselves and services.
If the times demand it, we'll be revolutionaires, criminals, terrorists.
And yes, we may all be headed straight to hell.
But what better place for us than this?
It's our only home.
Our heaven and our hell.
This is Outer Heaven.