| Two decades of peace
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| Since we last had a go at it
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| I hear roars from the east
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| Oh yes, I’ve heard them before
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| Now you’re looking for trouble
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| As you’re marching our way to rebel
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| But as you cross the border
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| You’re heading straight for hell
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| 'Cause a falling star is coming your way
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| A foreign war is here to stay
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| One, two, three, cocktail treat for Molotov
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| Sovereignty, we fight for it
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| Under cover, under cover of night
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| Now you are running for cover
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| But there is nowhere to hide
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| Just like sheep to the slaughter
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| Hundred thousands have died
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| Fields of snow, covered in red
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| Meet my deep blue eyes
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| It doesn’t matter living or dead
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| You’ve got to pay the price
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| 'Cause a falling star is coming your way
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| A foreign war is here to stay
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| One, two, three, cocktail treat for Molotov
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| Sovereignty, we fight for it
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| Under cover, under cover of night |