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Feet First
Feet first we fall,
Towards the ground,
Ready we stand,
When we hear that sacred sound.
A klaxon blares,
A drop siren rings,
Into the pods,
And down we sink.
The earth approaches,
A few writh and twitch.
We check our gear,
And hit the switch.
A chute deploys,
All is still.
A charge blows,
And we ready for the kill.
Smashing to the ground,
We arm the pins.
And grab our guns,
Repent our sins.
The clicks of four,
Warn us to load.
We smash the pad,
And go go go.
Exploding out,
The hatch is clear.
Into the fray,
That which we hold most dear.
The bullets fly,
The wounded cry.
We continue on,
Until we die.
Shouting and screams,
Over the comm.
We block it out,
Their time has come.
Onward we march,
To the ends of time.
An ODST oath,
Is a solem crime.
The fallen remembered,
The living pray.
That they will live,
To another day.
Our final clips,
Our last shells.
We draw our pistols,
And scream our war knells.
Our backs exposed,
Our sides uncovered,
We march ever on,
Till the enemy suffers.
They fall as one,
Fight as many.
They die alone,
But live on in memory.
And those that remain,
Dealing death to those who weign.
The final clip falls,
And brings forth a blade.
The steel swings,
In a masters hand.
It spills their blood,
In a crimson band.
A battle won,
A war declared.
The ODST will stay,
Till the last falls.
Ohhh raaa they scream,
And salute the lost.
And rack the slides,
To clear the frost.
A shell rammed home,
The hammer set.
A trigger pulled,
A fate theyve met.
(A tribute to the ODST.)