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I hate this... I hate this war... I hate them... How did they beat us?! We were so strong! I thought with my forces we would surely win... I feel the raindrops on my skin as I limp across the field. Death, blood, weapons... They're scattered everywhere. I need to find him. I need to find America, to make sure he's alright... "America!" I call out weakly. My voice sounds hoarse from yelling commands at the troops. I scan the field, and find only our troops, lifeless on the floor. I even see a soldier's skull with a dent in it. This is terrible... I start to drag my broken leg away from the scene. I can't take it anymore... "_-___...w-wait...

Ashes Of Tomorrow I can destroy what I create If I really, and truly wanted to I can light these feelings ablaze If I didn't want anymore support from you I barely stop myself time and time again I realize there's a sense of cruelty in all of us It's just that feeling, everything might be in vain When tempted at breaking down those barriers of trust To jeopardize all of the triumphs I want to be the one who is blamed The fire will reach the sky, and become my guidance I want to be swallowed by my own inner, selfish flames - I sit behind the scenes of my friendships Alone, with a fake smile on my face That old feeling of lonel