Mlaar! Brainnns!
I love war too! The dying moaning, ****eing their pants as their abdominal muscles contract and relax during that time.
The bits of people lying around mixed with all the dirt and dust and ash.
The rasping pain of running, the stinging and burning of the liver and the ripping aching of the heart. The sickening fear that threatens to burst the bloodvessels.
The smell of burning corpses, smells like pork.
Ah, war! The most beautiful things in the world. Can be shown on television and talked about publicly. The honour of pissing oneself from fright and excitement!
Just Kidding.