Me and the boys when we draw swords together

Here we go -> So it begins

Come at me bro -> Let them come. They will break upon this fortress like water upon rock.

This country keeps getting worse --> The days have gone down in the West behind the hills into shadow.

Let’s goooooo! -> Death! Death!

I regularly pull out “What can men do against such reckless hate” whenever I’m mildly inconvenienced