Amanda 2022-03-23 09:02:55
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Antonio 2022-03-28 09:01:08
It's a tough subject to beat after all, but, "Merry Christmas, gentlemen! There's nothing going on over the Germans tonight!"
Ashlynn 2022-03-15 09:01:05
…Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, what is the meaning of war when hatred disappears?
[addressing a group of young men sent to replace the fraternizing Scottish soldiers]
Bishop: Christ our Lord said, "Think not that I come to bring peace on earth. I come not to bring peace, but a sword." The Gospel according to St. Matthew. Well, my brethren, the sword of the Lord is in your hands. You are the very defenders of civilization itself. The forces of good against the forces of evil. For this war is indeed a crusade! A holy war to save the freedom of the world. In truth I tell you: the Germans do not act like us, neither do they think like us, for they are not, like us, children of God. Are those who shell cities populated only by civilians the children of God? Are those who advanced armed hiding behind women and children the children of God? With God's help, you must kill the Germans, good or bad, young or old. Kill every one of them so that it won't have to be done again. The Lord be with you.
All: And also with you.
Bishop: May God Almighty bless you. The Father, the Son, the Holy Ghost. Amen.
All: Amen.
[first lines]
Enfant francais: Child, upon these maps do heed This black stain to be effaced Omitting it, you would proceed Yet better it in red to trace Later, whatever may come to pass Promise there to go you must To fetch the children of Alsace Reaching out their arms to us May in our fondest France Hope's green saplings to branch And in you, dear child, flower Grow, grow, France awaits its hour.
Enfant anglais: To rid the map of every trace Of Germany and of the Hun We must exterminate that race We must not leave a single one Heed not their children's cries Best slay all now, the women, too Or else someday again they'll rise Which if they're dead, they cannot do.
Enfant allemand: We have one and only enemy Who digs the grave of Germany Its heart replete with hatred, gall and envy We have one and only enemy The villain raises its murderous hand Its name, you know, is England.
