The hymns are heard among the thud of artillery, the fury of the gods comes with the muzzle flash. The jets soar with the Angels when they drop their holy ordinance of retribution.

Blessed are the makers of war, for they follow the true path to salvation. Go forth with righteous anger and spread the word through sound of the rifle. Look not left nor right, stay on the path and bring to bear your arms of fury against those that shall never understand the call of Mother battle.

As I walk through the valley of death, I feel no fear, for I bring with me death himself. He guides my aim and makes it true. Even if I should myself fall for my deeds my name will live on among the sounds of battle and war.

Oh god of war, may you spare me another day that I may smite my enemies in your name. Oh how I shall spread your name with every burst of bullet, by every explosion of holy rocket. oh how they will fall at your feet in reverence and adulation for they will then finally know that you GOD OF WAR ARE THE ONLY WAY!

Psalm 144 verse 1-3:

Blessed be the LORD, my rock,

who trains my hands for war,

my fingers for battle.

2He is my steadfast love and my fortress,

my stronghold and my deliverer.

He is my shield, in whom I take refuge,

who subdues peoplesa under me.

Oh God of war, Grim, God of the gallows, acient one, guide my hand on the field of war so i may pay a tribute of blood and bodies to you, i will fill your halls with the
slain until it is my time to come to your great hall. Hail Odin

To the East I heard the clamoring of great armies. To the west I saw naught but despair and ruin. Yet I feared nothing, for the Gods of war were upon my side and with them I would accomplish great things. Many times has life been within the jaws of death and many times has it been snatched back free to cry havoc once more.

The old generations rattle the sabers and reminisce about how it was. We few rally silently and form collectives. This is no war for territory. No charge for god and king. This war is for our very survival.

And so we anoint ourselves in the blood of the fallen. We smear our faces with the ash of the dead. Into battle we roam to bring havoc and fear in the War Gods name. We fight until we are broken completely, for we would have it no other way.

Sing the praises of the war makers, hallowed be the bullet farmers, sanctified are the medics, divine are the armored corps. Hail to the Warriors. Hail to the War God. Hail Victory!

Have you listened to the whispers, Mortal? Does the Truth ring out to thee yet? For Mankind to make war, It must possess the means to do so. Therefore, the banning or confiscation of weapons is a denial of the nature of Man, a pathetic attempt to avert the violence innate to Mankind, an insult to the Sacred Creed of the Murdercube. The banishment of weapons is an instrument of the weak to subvert to strong, and such an unnatural usurpation cannot be abided by those who have heard the Truth of the Monolith.
And so we honor the Cube through our actions, keeping our minds, bodies, and blades sharp. We make or buy instruments of War, with which we complete the sanctifying rituals which strengthen the Cube. We maintain and honor our weapons, keeping their blades sharp and their barrels oiled. Our weapons are gifts, the children of Nex Alea, and as such, deserve the utmost respect. We enable and encourage others to take up arms, training them in the use and maintenance of their weapons, to glorify and empower Nex Alea with the strength of Man’s warrior spirit

We give thanks and reverence for our very existence, Violence. It is the beginning, and more importantly the end. It is the Alpha and Omega. Violence is the supreme authority from which all others are derived. Words without action are just words; Without Violence laws and covenants mean nothing. It isn’t just an answer, it is the Final answer. Violence permeates all we do, all we are. It is our very nature; as Nature too is inherently violent. When we act violently, we act justly. It is of the will of the strong to both Sheppard and Cull the weak. Violence is the Gold standard; it is the reserve that guarantees order and has universal value. When all else fails, violence will not. So hold in high regard those who do violence, for they are Saints

I was beholden to a great war, unlike all others. In times past it was territory and politics causing the battles but this was not such a time. On one side stood a great people, noble and proud. Responsible for advancements that had shaped the destiny of mankind. On the other was a slavering horde of feral creatures that did nothing but breed and destroy. I watched as one by one, the nations fell to these invaders until only a few remained. Within these, agents of subversion spread lies and misinformation.

Yet still hope was not lost, for there were those still fighting in resistance of this siege. I raised my voice to the War god, asking "Why do you not aid your people?" And he replied, "My people need not my help. They must do this on their own, or perish as the rest have." I understood His meaning. We must rise and fight as brothers against the coming night. For no one is coming and we are alone. The last bastion of civilization and hope for all humankind. And so the war commenced in earnest, and it was fought many times in dozens of scenarios. Battles raged and cities were razed to the earth.

Thank you

As Joseph Stalin once said, "no man, no problem"

Psalm 18

For who is God besides the Lord?
    And who is the Rock except our God?
32 It is God who arms me with strength
    and keeps my way secure.
33 He makes my feet like the feet of a deer;
    he causes me to stand on the heights.
34 He trains my hands for battle;
    my arms can bend a bow of bronze.
35 You make your saving help my shield,
    and your right hand sustains me;
    your help has made me great.
36 You provide a broad path for my feet,
    so that my ankles do not give way.

37 I pursued my enemies and overtook them;
    I did not turn back till they were destroyed.
38 I crushed them so that they could not rise;
    they fell beneath my feet.
39 You armed me with strength for battle;
    you humbled my adversaries before me.
40 You made my enemies turn their backs in flight,
    and I destroyed my foes.
41 They cried for help, but there was no one to save them—
    to the Lord, but he did not answer.
42 I beat them as fine as windblown dust;
    I trampled them[f] like mud in the streets.
43 You have delivered me from the attacks of the people;
    you have made me the head of nations.
People I did not know now serve me,
44     foreigners cower before me;
    as soon as they hear of me, they obey me.
45 They all lose heart;
    they come trembling from their strongholds.

46 The Lord lives! Praise be to my Rock!
    Exalted be God my Savior!
47 He is the God who avenges me,
    who subdues nations under me,
48     who saves me from my enemies.
You exalted me above my foes;
    from a violent man you rescued me.
49 Therefore I will praise you, Lord, among the nations;
    I will sing the praises of your name.

50 He gives his king great victories;
    he shows unfailing love to his anointed,
    to David and to his descendants forever.

Psalm 18:32-50

Maybe not scripture but:

The very simple fact is that all great empires rise, fall and either stay fallen or are reborn in the fires. Democracy has failed us, given us weak leaders that pander to the pathetic whims of puppeteers behind the shadows. Our veterans, our warriors, starve and die in the streets; while invaders are given golden tickets into our halls. Our men and women take their own lives left and right, seeing no hope on the horizon. The time is coming soon when voices like mine, like Squid, Merc and the others will be labelled as dissidents and traitors. Some of us will fight, while others do what we can to bring a little light and hope to a dark time. A student of history, I have read the rise and fall of Rome again and again. I am confident enough to say that though its glory long since has faded to the annals of history. In our time we will witness the devastation of all we hold dear, or we will witness the rise of a new dawn, pioneered by great men like my friends Squid, Merc, Yan/k/ee and all the others. Follow us, believe in us.

We, Men of the West, will rise again. We will fight and restore what is rightfully ours. We will eventually fight to rebuild our freedom, and usher in a new dawn for all of us. Or we will die trying, and march upon Hades itself together and forge our kingdom there. Until the dawn, Kings and Queens, guard each other as family. You are one another's shield, be your brothers spear and sword. Be his mail shirt and the plate that guards his chest. Guard one another with as much tenacity as you would guard your own flesh and blood.

-Jaeger

“This is what the Lord says to his anointed,
    to Cyrus, whose right hand I take hold of
to subdue nations before him
    and to strip kings of their armor,
to open doors before him
    so that gates will not be shut:
2 I will go before you
    and will level the mountains[a];
I will break down gates of bronze
    and cut through bars of iron.
3 I will give you hidden treasures,
    riches stored in secret places,
so that you may know that I am the Lord,
    the God of Israel, who summons you by name.
4 For the sake of Jacob my servant,
    of Israel my chosen,
I summon you by name
    and bestow on you a title of honor,
    though you do not acknowledge me.
5 I am the Lord, and there is no other;
    apart from me there is no God.
I will strengthen you,
    though you have not acknowledged me,
6 so that from the rising of the sun
    to the place of its setting
people may know there is none besides me.
    I am the Lord, and there is no other.

Isaiah 45-16

43. To his friend a man should bear him as friend,
to him and a friend of his;
but let him beware that he be not the friend
of one who is friend to his foe.

44. Hast thou a friend whom thou trustest well,
from whom thou cravest good?
Share thy mind with him, gifts exchange with him,
fare to find him oft.

45. But hast thou one whom thou trusbut falsely think,
and leasing pay for a lie.

47. Young was I once, I walked alone,
and bewildered seemed in the way;
then I found me another and rich I thought me,
for man is the joy of man.

50. The pine tree wastes which is perched on the hill,
nor bark nor needles shelter it;
such is the man whom none doth love;
for what should he longer live?

-the Havamal

This is from a Christian perspective so bear that in mind:

Men today are often soft, weak, passive, unprotective.

But physical discipline is key for men. Hear Paul: "I batter my body and make it my slave" (1 Cor 9:27). Manhood shaped and powered by the gospel of grace is protective, sharp, watchful.

The man who is willfully soft physically is often soft spiritually. If his body is capable, he has no reason not to emulate Paul and pursue strength, toughness, and capability. As much as he humanly can, he should not let himself be weak. The man who does so physically is often doing the same spiritually. He has no structure; no standards; no direction; no goals; no sense of accomplishment; no power.

We men need to stop making excuses. We need to reject softness. We need to do hard things. We need to be first in battle and last in retreat. We need to be watchmen on the wall. We need to protect women & children. We need to fight evil. We need to bleed for the truth.

In Christ, through the Spirit's sanctifying power, young men should develop:

1) Theological discipline (know truth)

2) Spiritual discipline (Word & prayer)

3) Physical discipline (1 Cor 9:27)

4) Fiscal discipline (build vocation)

5) Social discipline (build family cf 1 Cor 7)

6) Ecclesial discipline (serve church)

This kind of disciplined man can stand in a fallen world by divine aid. This kind of disciplined man can stand against wickedness. Biblical men take hits for the truth. Who today will suffer for the gospel? Who will be persecuted for righteousness' sake? Who will endure hatred for Christ? Who will suffer injury to overthrow evil? Who will be unpopular to be faithful?

Again, who will bleed for the truth?

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@Bodark Actual interesting aproach

It's one I really believe in

I v
Beleive in that

Even if im horrinle in practice

I try to be better but its not working as i thought it wpuld

me too

@Thomatorr, King of Ohio I dunno man, anarchy is pretty based imho

@queefburgler tbh it takes drastic action to truly change

Im trying

They will stumble repeatedly; they will fall over each other. They will say, ‘Get up, let us go back to our own people and our native lands, away from the sword of the oppressor.’

You are my war club, my weapon for battle— with you I shatter nations, with you I destroy kingdoms,