| Sacrificed to fight
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| Recruited filled with hope for better days
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| Book of promises
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| There was no word of danger I could die
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| I was yearning for a world of adventures
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| They always calm our mates, we don’t have to care
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| But one day we went to Nomala
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| To defeat rebellious tribes, we never knew why
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| Just a graze — They shot without hesitation
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| Just a graze — Can’t kill me
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| Their guns drown out our screams
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| I believe to end in disaster
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| Scattered on the battlefield, no way to retreat
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| Sacrificed to fight
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| Dying here to save the wealth of swayers
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| We have to accept
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| We ate wrong and our mission is a lie
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| Falling one by one to save cruel dictators
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| Made a bloody deal for treasures of the soil
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| One more day we fight in Nomala
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| To defeat rebellious tribes, who fight for their right
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| Say a prayer — so many times
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| Shouldn’t dare — to fake you’re kind
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| Bear the blame — inside of me
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| Just wade through — black lake of tears
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| They let me stew — in my own grease
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| Evil eyes — in death agony
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| Try to tame — my enemies
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| Lost the game of conquest and greed |