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Disposable Heroes was founded in early 2002 by several members of this guild. Most of the original 8 came from Midgard/Palo and moved to Albion of DAOC. We also had a brief stint playing SWG.

Our Guild has since moved on to World of Warcraft which we play on Zul'jin. 

Our name originated from the musical group Metallica from their Master Of Puppets album. The lyrics and music of this song describe a servant of war. This made for a very good concept for our guild and the name has a ring to it. Below is the lyrics as written by the members of Metallica, James Hetfield, Lars Ulrich, Kirk Hammett and the late Cliff Burton.

DISPOSABLE HEROES - By Metallica

Bodies fill the fields I see, hungry heroes end.    No one to play soldier now, no one to pretend.   Running blind through killing fields, bred to kill them all.   Victim of what said should be, a servant till I fall.

Soldier boy, made of clay. Now an empty shell. Twenty-one, only son. But he served us well. Bred to kill, not to care. Do just as we say. Finished here. Greetings, Death, He's yours to take away.

Back to the front. You will do what I say, when I say. Back to the front. You will die when I say, you must die. Back to the front. You coward, you servant, you blind man.

Barking of machine-gun fire does nothing to me now. Sounding of the clock that ticks, get used to it somehow. More a man, more stripes you wear, glory-seeker trends. Bodies fill the fields I see. The slaughter never ends.

Soldier boy, made of clay. Now an empty shell. Twenty-one, only son. But he served us well. Bred to kill, not to care. Do just as we say. Finished here. Greetings, Death, He's yours to take away.

Back to the front. You will do what I say, when I say. Back to the front. You will die when I say, you must die. Back to the front. You coward, you servant, you blind man.

Why am I dying? Kill, have no fear. Lie, live off lying. Hell, hell is here.

I was born for dying!!!!

Life planned out before my birth, nothing could I say. Had no chance to see myself, molded day by day. Looking back I realize, nothing have I done. Left to die with only friend. Alone I clench my gun.

Soldier boy, made of clay. Now an empty shell. Twenty-one, only son. But he served us well. Bred to kill, not to care. Just do as we say. Finished here. Greetings, Death, He's yours to take away.

Back to the front. You will do what I say, when I say. Back to the front. You will die when I say, you must die. Back to the front. You coward, you servant, you blind man.

Back to the front.

Sample: rtsp://demand1.stream.aol.com/wmg/us/eeg/metallica/metallica_com/real/aud/dual/disposable.rm