To dance with the devil is to engage in risky, reckless, or potentially immoral behavior.
War is the third world of death and dismay, and herein lies the truth.
War forces Men to be more intensely alive then they ever were,
or will ever be again. What a reality check to be swallowed by
The Daily existence of a life sentence of eight to five, with no parole
No bone chilling excitement, and no feeling of really being alive
And thankful you have made it another day. Adrenaline running
wildly every day, every hour and every minute. You are addicted
To this life, as much as you say you hate it, you have never been
Or never will be more Of a man. You are stronger, faster, more then a man
and more than you ever dreamed you would ever be. Fear is gone,
and it is replaced with cold blooded calm, confidence, and a bullet proof
Stillness, that means you oblivious to any harm that may come your way
Like the prayer says, Yea though I walk through the Valley of death
I shall fear no evil, because I am the baddest Mother fucker in the Valley
So be warned I’m here, and you stand no chance…against a god.
It’s no wonder its been said that war is an experience in a new third world,
because when you are there and participating, you have become a citizen
Of a new world that has never been seen or heard from. You no longer belong
in the world you came from, you are thousands of miles away from the day to day
existence of the world you left. You do not belong in the new world you are in
Because you have come to destroy their way of life, and their world. You do not
belong here and you never will be of that world. So you are in your own third
World existence one you that you make up a day at a time with no reality or
rules Applied or necessary. You do what you need to survive, and stay alive
another day, one of thousands it seems to never have an end, because it
Does not end, it will live forever in your mind, and memory a life sentence
With your third world of the dance with the Supreme spirit of evil.
The thousand-yard stare or two-thousand-yard stare is a phrase often used
to describe the blank, unfocused gaze of combatants who have become
emotionally detached from the horrors around them.
The stare we all drift back into from time to time
There is no Journey back to reality, that you are so badly in need of
Your return to the World is a trip you will never manage to achieve
A place that no longer exists, and one you will never see again.
War is a third world life you will never leave, you will never stop dancing
You need to punished for a crime you did not knowingly commit.
Or had no part in the creation of. You still owe the devil his due.
