We’ve done it before, we’ll do it again. If you don’t want us, then we’ll just part ways.
Only this time, you’ll get your fucking arses kicked if you try to interfere with us.
We will fuck you bad. So don’t even try it.
We’re patriots. We believe in our Oath. We’ll defend the Union as long as it’s worth defending. We will die for that Oath willingly. But we will not die for a fucking joke.
Keep that in mind. And keep in mind also that dying is not a big deal to us as long as it’s a good death. We know where we’re going. We know where you’re going. If you’re eager to get there, we will be only too happy to oblige you.
We love this country. We owe our lives to this country and what she stands for. You fuck with that, you’re dead. Or we are, but you’ll know that you’ve been somewhere, as we like to say.
Don’t. Tread. On. Us.
OK, we’ll stop now. But we chose this soil. This is our hill. This is where we will die. We are proud. We love this land.