Blood more blood
I want more blood
My tongue is dry from no blood
I want to make a blood flood
I am getting more desperate
Desperate for human blood, so desperate
I found a human
I reached down and grabbed the human
Opened my mouth and ate the human in one bite
What was surprising is that he didn’t fight
The blood, oh the blood
Tasted good, oh the blood
Now I want more
I just want more blood. More more more!
Preparing for war . . . now get ready soldiers. Charge! Fire the arrows and send the horseman. Now send the foot soldiers. We will fight. Slashing, cutting, brother vs. brother. We are staring to win; the Spartans are winning, the Romans are dying. Kill every last one. What? They have more soldiers . . . there is no way we can win. They have 2,500 more soldiers. We only have 500. No. We will not give up against these Romans. We will fight until we die. We’ll keep slashing through these Romans. We were doing good until the shower of arrows come down and hit us.