| There is nothing worth fighting in this world
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| Is annihilation the great purpose you’re standing for?
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| There is nothing for fighting for
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| I wish you burned my eyes so I couldn’t see the things you do
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| I hate you for the pain you made my brothers to go through
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| Years and years will pass
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| And there will be nothing left from us
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| I see myself walking through the deep pit of skulls
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| But they do not differ — your from our
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| Grief and pain of loss
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| They do not differ — your from our
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| We are playing the game that has no winners
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| Mother that sends her only child, beloved son
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| To protect the dignity of the fallen castle
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| Fame will fade
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| Your sacrifice will be forgotten
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| Your name will sink in thousands like yours
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| A single death is tragedy
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| Death of millions is a statistic
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| Since she sent her child to war
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| She thought she’ll see him nevermore
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| No one could relieve her pain
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| And she could not sleep at night again
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| She dreamed about him coming home
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| And her dreams fulfilled
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| Her son come back
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| But he was lying in the coffin dead
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| Are few meters of ground more important than a human life?
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| Soon you will have lands to settle, but there will be no settlers left |