| The sky has no end tonight
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| Clear view beyond the stars
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| Daylight in the early dawn
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| There’s no-one left unscarred
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| Sand is drying up the tears
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| Burnt shells soaking up the sun
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| The generals laughing with no fear
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| Because their work is done
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| Liquid gold was in their sights
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| Paid with blood by infantry
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| Giant statues ripped and torn
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| All engineered so brilliantly
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| Back home it’s the Wild West
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| Children sleeping in their beds
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| Grown men that passed the test
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| Now free to go and wed
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| I’m through with the fighting
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| All the terror and the pain
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| I’ve seen the lightning
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| Felt the thunder and the rain
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| The silver birds come screaming
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| Painting blood right through the skies
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| Still I worry, and I wonder
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| Wonder why
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| They tell us it’s OK to kill
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| They’re just vermin in the sand
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| Don’t worry 'bout the blood you spill
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| You’ll be forgiven by God’s hand
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| The images etched behind their eyes
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| Will never fade away
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| Eternal buildings turned to dust
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| In just one day |