Moonlight silhouettes fighters reign,Breaths of fire reach up to sky,Ready to kill ready to die,Descend we from orbit fly. Frozen, desert, or grassy plains,We seek roads to hell resides our fame,Valleys, peaks, and canyon walls,Witness to the rise and fall. Wade through blood in steel cocoon,Rush back after healing wound,Rain death from clouds above,Drink, boast, push and shove. Fireflies race sunlight and shadow,Death highways collapse and reform,Over the hill we charge by horn,Evolution of the battle born. Not the eagle we do not soar,Nor when low are wild boar,When needed obstacles to tackle,No one better, than a Jackal. - 403rd Creed Would you like to know more? http://403rdjackals.wix.com/home
