DE4TH

"Anyone can give up his fight by laying down arms… But the feeling of holding a gun… That… We’ll never forget… Like our lost limbs… The sensation lingers… We hold our rifles in missing hands. We stand tall on missing legs. We stride forward on the bones of our fallen. Then, and only then, are we alive. This pain… is ours, and no one else’s. A secret weapon we wield, out of sight… We will be stronger than ever… For our peace…" Our duty is to pass on what we've learned to the next generation. The memories, the experiences... The sins. Only when our children show the wisdom not to forge new spears... Only then will we be truly triumphant. DE4TH