| The soldier in the grave is screaming for vengeance.
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| What did I fight for, what did I die for?
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| He’s looking for an answer, looking for a clue.
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| And still he wonders: I really don’t know.
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| Fight for the nation, fight for the peace.
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| So shut up, get down on your knees.
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| Fight for the nation, fight for the peace.
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| Screaming for vengeance, screaming for blood.
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| Still he wonders: Is there a God?
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| Give him the answer, give him the clue.
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| It’s a soul on the run and that soul could be you.
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| So let him rest in peace.
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| You got to do your best to hate your enemy.
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| Kill for fun. |
| We’re never on the run.
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| Fight for your life, you have to be brave.
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| Fight to kill or you are nothing to save.
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| You better live today, you may be dead tomorrow.
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| Even if you ask you’ll never know the truth.
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| You only live one time and time can’t be borrowed.
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| And no one will bring back your youth. |