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How much would you pay?

What price we pay?
We pay the piper, and then,
We pay the ferryman!
While all around.
You wail.

Will we never leave this cursed land?
Too long,we linger, good friend.
While the call to limbo beckons.
What say you?
Will you journey with us?

All the while the battle rages.
Death's scythe, reaps fair harvest.
More ball, more ball, one in four.

Shouts the gunner, as the link flies
Smoke obscures the dead, but not the cries.

I miss my wife.
Will my seed die here with me?
This barren land, wind swept.
Like the arsehole of beyond.
For this I'd give my life?