#whispersofthetrenches

Those beautiful, brown eyes, I pray they know no cries. When his touch I feel, Only the joy remains real.

A strong hand and a gentle embrace, Sends my heart off on a race. That look and a soft kiss, Such a sensation I will forever miss.

Evidenzbureau Employee Dossier

Name: Maximilian Leopold / Marianne Louise

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Branch: Fifth Section, Occult Research, in ███████

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When after a life, you get another, It feels like you lost a brother. All the memories, feelings and pains, Fall through your fingers like assorted grains.

You might remember it, every rise and fall, Yet, all of a sudden, you are so small. The achievements, the smiles and those painful cries, Lose all their meaning, their face becomes lies.

Through the winding maze of time and space, Lead your army without disgrace. Knowledge comes and wisdom goes, Find a path through all your woes.

Flesh will rip and bones will crack, Awaits the darkness, Bible black. Honour comes and souls will leave, And no matter the goal in which you believe.

Do angels sing or demons scream? Maybe, all of it's a dream? After the bloody Galician fields, An eternal peace, it all yields.

Yet, with a quivering pen and ghastly pain, I fear to go out again. Where flesh will rip and bones do crack, To my family, I will not go back.