| A marching troop, a killing battery
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| A crying refugee
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| Aggressive hate replaces harmony
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| This is your duty?!
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| You trust in some hope
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| but you can’t start hopin'
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| before this is over
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| You trust in some help
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| but who will start helping
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| «Are you fooling yourself?»
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| An aching pain, a misty memory
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| Here comes the war again!
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| The passing time can give no amnesty,
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| you should believe me
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| You’re looking for sense,
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| but this is just senseless
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| Your wounds are still bleeding
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| You’re looking for friends,
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| but who is still living?
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| «Veterans are ready to die»
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| How you wish you could turn back time
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| start again, play your cards, free your mind
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| But you know that you reap what they sow in the past
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| pray, that it may not last!
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| Is it a dream or just reality?
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| Here comes my warning:
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| Don’t lose your soul in selfish misery
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| or you can’t stop moaning
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| Who’s calling your name
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| in nights of deep sorrow?
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| When you are alone
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| Who lights up the flame
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| on your grave tomorrow?
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| «You should better find your faith»
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| How you wish you could turn back time |
| start again, play your cards, free your mind
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| But you know that you reap what they sow in the past
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| pray, that it may not last
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| How you wish you could turn back time
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| but you know that you reap what they sow in the past |