Fear Is The Weakness (Act 1) - Death March

Fear is the weakness (c) in flames (semi-harsh vocals) death march (c) motionless in white (semi-harsh vocals) _you_are going to **die**. ...it's a bit hard to believe that, isn't it? that somehow eventually your existence will come to an end.

, , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

Blank Verse Essay on the Haunting of America

My people, of the many colored flame, have all the liberties that we have found (which yet are not so many) at the end of death march down the long brick-quilted road.

, , ,

Tribes Culture Descriptions

Much like the suebi of ancient germany would annually go on a death march from modern day wurttemberg to a place near kiev in the ukraine, and only after doing this would a man be allowed to take a wife.

, , ,

Scene One: Green

Most of the force was already prepping to make a death-march up the hillside toward the pillboxes and artillery platforms. it was suicide for the conscripts forced into the vanguard of the action.

, ,

Music review - I swear I saw your mouth move by I've made too much pasta

The piece begins with just vocals accompanied by an accordion, later adding a tambourine, and finally gongs and cymbals, resembling more and more a death march.

, , , ,

Journey Into Madness Chapter 3

Sighing, she resumed what to her seemed like a death march. she felt like a prisoner being marched to her execution. she wondered again if she was going to die tonight.

, , ,

Yiffstar High - Day 2: The Missing Page

His tail tightened more around his leg, better a slave than alone, he thought as the 3:00 bell sounded dismissal and his death march. ======== it was ten minutes after he arrived at the locker room before tristam built up the nerves to enter.

, , , , ,

The Battle Against Macijin

In what felt like a death march across the endless sands of a lost desert, adameran trudged forth, able to feel the strength being sapped right out of his body with every step.

, , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

Leveling A City And A Burden

At his given size and still growing, it felt like little more to zenith than stepping on plump, juicy grapes, but the reality was **far** more grievous, as a trail of splattered furs was left in the wake of his death march.

, , , , , , , , , , ,

Leo's Life- Chapter 6

Like he was on a death march of sorts. he made it to his apartment and closed the door and quickly locked it behind him. he slid down the backside of the door until he sat down on the floor.

, , ,