| I see a dog lying dead on the street
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| Covered in blood and fire
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| I see the men tying rope round its feet
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| Watching the flames growing higher
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| And I see a dog crying out in a howl
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| Cursing a dying farewell
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| I watch the men as they laugh out loud
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| Maybe I’ll see them in hell
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| Bring down the hammer
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| And shatter the bones
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| Chain up the shackles
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| Throw weight on their souls
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| I am beaten down, tired and torn
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| But I will weather the storm
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| It all is fair in love and war
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| And I am a soldier in both
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| I see a dog trying to escape
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| Crawling across the ground
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| I watch the men as they break his legs
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| And they beat him down
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| And I see a dog crying out in a howl
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| Cursing a dying farewell
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| I watch the men as they laugh out loud
|
| Maybe I’ll see them in hell
|
| Bring down the hammer
|
| And shatter the bones
|
| Chain up the shackles
|
| Throw weight on their souls
|
| I am beaten down, tired and torn
|
| But I will weather the storm
|
| It all is fair in love and war
|
| And I am a soldier in both
|
| Bring down the hammer
|
| And shatter the bones
|
| Chain up the shackles
|
| Throw weight on their souls
|
| I am beaten down, tired and torn
|
| But I will weather the storm
|
| It all is fair in love and war
|
| And I am a soldier in both |