This is the primal scream of a dying regime.

Pray for our enemies, because we're going to medieval on these people.

Here's one time I got a free shot on all these networks lying about the people.

The people have had a belly full of it.

I know you don't like hearing that.

I know you try to do everything in the world to stop that, but you're not going to stop it. It's going to happen. And where do people

like that go to share the big line? Maga Media. I wish in my soul, I wish that any of these people

had a conscience. Ask yourself, what is my task and what is my purpose.

If that answer is to save my country, this country will be saved.

War Room. Here's your host, Stephen K. Ban.

The United States I've been down, counting out, smiling through the taste of blood in my own mouth.

I got bruises and broken bones, but they don't know I ain't in this ring alone

I'm a fighter

No one can say that I'm a running hider

I was born to be due or dire that I'm a run and hideer.

I was born to be a dearer, I'm a naked rider.

Don't throw that towel just yet.

Don't cash in that last bed.

Because I hit harder when I'm tired. I'm a fighter.

I get back up.

That's what I do.

I didn't soldier on this far.

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