| In the meddie of a war the that was not Started by me Deep depression of the nuclear Remains
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| Live never thought of I’ve never Thought about
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| This happening of ignorance
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| Orders that stand to destroy
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| Battlerfields and slaughter
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| Now they mean my home, and my work
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| Who has won?
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| Who has died?
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| Beneath the remains Citiesin ruins
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| Bodies packed on minefields
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| Nevrotic game of life and death
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| Now I can feel the end
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| Premonition about my final hour
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| A sad image of everything
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| Everything’s so real
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| Who has won?
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| Who has died?
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| Everything happened so quickly
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| I felt I was about to leave hell
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| I’ll fight for myself, for you,
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| But so what
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| To feel a deep hate
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| To feel scared
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| But beyond that,
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| To wish begin at an end
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| Clotted blood
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| Mass mutilation
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| Hope for the future is only utopia
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| Mortality, insanity, fatality
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| You’ll never want to feel what I’ve feit
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| Mediocrity, brutality and falsity
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| It’s just a world agains me Cities in ruins
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| Bodies packed on mine fields
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| Nevrotic game of life and death
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| Now I can feel the end
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| Premonition about my final hour
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| A sad image of everything
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| Everything’s so real
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| Who has won?
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| Who has died?
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| Beneath the remains. |