Kuolema Training Group

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08/05/2019

I vow to fill my grave with a life not wasted.
I am a storm that's grown in the winds of woe.
I built these wings with bones that broke on the grounds of weakness.

07/22/2019

We are the moving wall, the armored march.
We are the archers, the medics, the fire-born resistance. Immortal, we'll fight them one on one-thousand, and we'll sing:

“If this world is for man, then I am a beast
I do not fit in
I'll embrace my claws and devour the land”

If you see the war and your blood ignites,
when the moon is high, on hell we dine.
We kill to live, live to feed.
Blood-starved beasts, the monsters are we.

Photos from Kuolema Training Group's post 06/05/2019

They could die from this life and they're
running out of time, but they scribed on their wrists: Do not revive.

Photos from Kuolema Training Group's post 04/27/2019

Mastery is a facade. Perfection is a mirage. Train the basics, for without deep roots, even the tallest tree will fall to the slightest wind.

04/26/2019

Brace yourself for the climb is steep
You'll need every ounce of brawn
For the mountain won't stop 'til you bleed.

04/26/2019

Fear urged him to go back, but growth drove him on. —White Fang, Chapter IV

Photos from Kuolema Training Group's post 04/25/2019

Find your absolute limit. Destroy it and delve into the abyss beyond. Your soul is limitless, one need not fear the void within, for it gives you substance.

04/08/2019

Follow your pulse to the shallows
Unleash your will to survive
Make every step draw you closer

04/06/2019

A soul is forged in the cold, as a blade is forged in a furnace.

Photos from Kuolema Training Group's post 03/26/2019

I am—really am—an extremist. One who lives and loves by choice. Far out on the very verge of all things, on the edge of the abyss, where this world drops off into the depths of another. That is the way I like it.

Photos from Kuolema Training Group's post 03/01/2019

This is the end
This is all that there is
No king, no throne to defend
Because we're all that exists
There is no god

What if we're wrong
What if we're not all alone
What if we're lost
And we missed the whole point of it all

I watched god die

If all that remains is our avaricious wit
Then an eye for an eye
Is the only law that can exist

So don't use your romance to soften defeat
Or trophies of war to boast of your feats
If you fail then you've failed
Because your body is weak
And you'll never be as strong
As you dreamed to achieve

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