| Move between the lines, a soldier breaking the confines
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| A force deployed from overseas, a war in foreign land await the eager recruits
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| And in their midst, among the men, a soldier with a different past return to his roots
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| Into battle, the gas has them pinned
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| Then this soldier invoke the spirits of the wind
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| Under fire, a ghost that roams the battlefield
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| Move between the lines, a soldier breaking the confines
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| Just another
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| Man and rifle, a marksman and a scout revealed
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| Makes his way from trench to trench alone, moving undetected
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| And on the fields of Passchendaele, a guiding light for reinforcements finding their way
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| And in the Battle of the Scarpe, bring ammo over no mans land and fire away
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| In the battle, the gas had them pinned
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| Pegahmagabow invoked the spirits of the wind
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| Under fire, a ghost that
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| Under fire, a ghost that roams the battlefield
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| Move between the lines, a soldier breaking the confines
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| Just another
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| Man and rifle, a marksman and a scout revealed
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| Makes his way from trench to trench alone, moving undetected
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| Francis stayed and fought throughout the war, made his way until the end alive |