Erwin Lines

Life may seem meaningless, but we have the power to give it meaning. Even though we will all die someday, it is the living who remember and find purpose in the lives of those who have fallen. By trusting the next generation to find meaning, we can rebel against the cruelty of the world. Soldiers fight, scream, and rage in pursuit of this purpose. It's all meaningless. No matter what dreams or hopes you had. No matter how blessed of a life you've lived. It's all the same if you're shredded by the rocks. Everyone will die someday. But does that mean life is meaningless? Was there any meaning in us being born? Would you say that of our fallen comrades? Their lives, were they meaningless? No, they weren't. It's us who gives meaning to our comrades lives. The brave fallen. The anguished fallen. The ones who will remember them, are us. The living. We die trusting the living who follow to find meaning in our lives. That is the sole method which we can rebel against this cruel world. My soldiers rage. My soldiers scream. My soldiers fight.