| For our brother:
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| There’s a place in our hearts
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| Where you reside with honour
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| You lived as you died a fighter
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| Never taking for granted your sacrifice
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| Bearing the burden of martyrs
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| Dor-neem
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| A soldier with no purpose
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| Hands of war push but will deny
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| Respite in the peaceful times
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| Create and then they deny any hope of a normal life
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| Because some of us
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| Need a purpose to fight for
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| Otherwise we fight with ourslves
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| Maybe it’s just human nature
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| To claw until th grave
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| Until the grave
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| Let his honour be etched in stone
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| Forever on our lips, our minds, in our hearts
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| So do not follow in the footsteps of heroes, seek what they sought
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| Betrayed by his own skill
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| He became a relic
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| In the peaceful times
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| When there were no more monsters to kill
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| But one survived
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| It set its treacherous claws in deep
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| One more battle to be won
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| Never forgive them
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| His hunt begins anew
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| His journey must be seen through
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| His eyes roll to the back of his head
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| In the darkness lies a daemon
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| Dor-neem
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| A soldier with no purpose
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| Hands of war push but will deny
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| Respite in the peaceful times
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| Create and then they deny any hope of a normal life
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| Until the grave
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| Until the grave
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| Never forgotten
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| Farewell dear warrior
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| Farewell
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| So fare thee well brave warrior |