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We are not interested in the possibility of defeat. |
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Not within the silence of a deserted ally, nor the clamor of a crowded street. |
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F.E.A.R. can not be vanquished, we can not be destroyed. |
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F.E.A.R. will rise up again and control the masses, take back the power and crush the insurgent hoard. |
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As war fades in to the distant memories of enlightened pigs and open wounds, |
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The Rebels will begin to perish - one by one, they should. |
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Feel the fear of dying young, not ignore the chance to scream. |
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Lie awake at night in terror, admitting F.E.A.R. will return to glory and the story of Rebels who set out to conquer will finish in blood. |
