Twas a lonely night , my heart bled
The days were over cause she fled
From me ? Why ? ... I knew , each other we
misinterpret
And the world seemed so ....like my eyes ,red.
To war I turned , for love had spurned
Donning armor I stepped into the blue
At first I walked and then I flew!
Caring not for the doubting few .
Quckly I learnt the tricks of the blade...
The bullet,rocket,lightning bolt and grenade,
And steadily the rail began to find its mark.
Thus grew a gladiator in Hell's park.
In the arena , we lived , the warriors and I
No day , no night we knew , no food nor water , no sigh
Soldiers fought and killed and woke up again to try.
For the arena gave u life, only to take others' away
To turn back the wheels of time we strived,
....In the arena , only the fittest survive.
The real test lay not only in skill ,
But the desire to again and again , kill .
Reaching the pinnacle of glory was never so sweet ,
As when the enemy lies in shreds at your feet .
Decimated by the shrapnel of ur elusive grenade
And the final nail in the coffin ,
Is the deadly rail u were mocking .
Life as a warrior if u wish to make ,
Join me in a world called "Quake"
Play when the world's asleep or awake .
For there lies not one life , but many at stake....
**************************************************
Railmani
