God help the outcasts
Hungry from birth
Show them the mercy
They don't find on earth
God help my people
We look to You still
God help the outcasts
Or nobody will

We are an elite body of men. We are brothers in arms. We were not thrust into this, we were born ready. This is not just our fight, our mission or our objective. Its our life. We are the first, the last and the only line of defense. We are " SOLDIER OF FORTUNE OUTCASTS " ! "Fridginald"