| Here we are, brothers in arms
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| In this god forsaken land
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| I know the cost of freedom runs deep
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| You can see the blood stained sand
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| With our backs to the wall
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| We stand brave and strong and true
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| We take it to the limit
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| And we do it all for you
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| When the battle is over
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| And the smoke has cleared
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| The fear is gone
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| As we long for our way back home
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| The battle still rages on
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| We’re all sinners believers
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| Holding our heads
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| High each day
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| When the battle is over
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| I pray that we’ll find our way
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| So far away but never alone
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| With my brothers by my side
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| To make the ultimate sacrifice
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| To guide the freedoms light
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| The future’s always uncertain
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| But it’s how it’s always been
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| Wounded hearts eternally
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| But we see it through the end
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| When the battle is over
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| And the smoke has cleared
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| The fear is gone
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| As we long for our way back home
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| The battle still rages on
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| We’re all sinners believers
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| Holding our heads
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| High each day
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| When the battle is over
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| I pray that we’ll find our way
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| Cause it’s you in my dream
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| Holding in my hands
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| No I won’t let it fade away
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| Like a rain drop in the sand
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| When the battle is over
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| I pray that I’ll find our way
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| When the battle is over
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| And the smoke has cleared
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| The fear is gone
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| As we long for our way back home
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| The battle still rages on
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| We’re all sinners believers
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| Holding our heads
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| High each day
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| When the battle is over
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| I pray that we’ll find our way |