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A battle cry is a yell or chant taken up in battle, usually by members of the same military unit. Battle cries are not necessarily articulate, although they often aim to invoke patriotic or religious sentiment. Their purpose is a combination of arousing aggression and esprit de corps on one's own side and causing intimidation on the hostile side.
Battle cries are a universal form of display behaviour (i.e., threat display) aiming at competitive advantage, ideally by overstating one's own aggressive potential to a point where the enemy prefers to avoid confrontation altogether and opts to flee. In order to overstate one's potential for aggression, battle cries need to be as loud as possible, and have historically often been amplified by acoustic devices such as horns, drums, conches, carnyxes, bagpipes, bugles, etc. (see also martial music).
Battle cries are closely related to other behavioral patterns of human aggression, such as war dances and taunting, performed during the "warming up" phase preceding the escalation of physical violence.
From the Middle Ages, many cries appeared on standards and were adopted as mottoes, an example being the motto "Dieu et mon droit" ("God and my right") of the English kings. It is said that this was Edward III's rallying cry during the Battle of Crécy.
The word "slogan" originally derives from sluagh-gairm or sluagh-ghairm (sluagh = "people", "army", and gairm = "call", "proclamation"), the Scottish Gaelic word for "gathering-cry" and in times of war for "battle-cry". The Gaelic word was borrowed into English as slughorn, sluggorne, "slogum", and slogan.
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According to Joseph Jordania rhythmically organized loud group singing/shouting in dissonant harmonies, together with threatening body movements, drumming on external objects, body painting and object throwing were developed by the forces of natural selection in the early stages of hominid evolution, in order to defend hominids against the big African predators (big cats, sabretooth tigers) after they descended from the relatively safe tree branches to the predator-infested ground.[1] Jordania suggested the ancient battle cry was used to put hominids and early humans in a specidic altered state of consciousness, the battle trance, where group members were losing their individuality and were obtaining collective identity. In this state hominids and early humans were losing the feel of fear and pain, and were acting in the best interests of the group, with total disregard of their individual safety and life.
The War Cry is the official news publication of The Salvation Army. Today national versions of it are sold in countries all over the world to raise funds in support of the Army's social work.
The first edition of The War Cry was printed on 27 December 1879 in London, England. In 1880, US Salvation Army Commissioner George Scott Railton published the Salvation News, a small newsletter. He published the first US edition of The War Cry in January 1881 in St. Louis, Missouri. Between 1920 and 1970, each U.S. territory published its own individual version of The War Cry. In 1970, the Salvation Army's US National Headquarters started publishing a nationwide version of The War Cry.
Oh I, I was marked from the day I was born
A rebel and I was the one who I am
My father could not understand the fire in me
There was, there was times I was crazy for real
So crazy I just couldn't feel, no, no, no
Confusion would stand in the door and tell me lies
But now I stand on my feet so alive
I'm a metal warrior, I need their cries, War Cry
I'm a soldier, soldier, a soldier of fortune
Ah, come take a stand
Together we'll let out a cry
I'm a soldier, soldier, a soldier of fortune
Ah, come take a stand
Together we'll never say die
Oh I, I did not choose, the music chose me
I was christened and destined to be who I am
The one that they said would be damned
A hellion child that...?
I stand at the mirror and sing
I dare to be different and dream, now I am
Big thunder that rolls on the land forever wild
But still, this feeling inside never die
I'm a metal warrior, I need their cries, War Cry
I'm a soldier, soldier, a soldier of fortune
Ah, come take a stand
Together we'll let out a cry
I'm a soldier, soldier, a soldier of fortune
Ah, Come take a stand
Together we'll never say die
Raise your fist and support your rebel outlaws
Cause nobody rides for free
The freedom we lose today, you lose tomorrow
Because freedom means something to us...
I'm a soldier, soldier, a soldier of fortune
Ah, come take a stand
Together we'll let out a cry
I'm a soldier, soldier, a soldier of fortune
Ah, come take a stand
Together we'll never say die