| “They stood in line and swore their sacred oath
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| They should not be retreated by any opponent
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| They were trusted like brothers
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| They were compared to apprentices
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| I guess they didn't guess themselves
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| That our men would be destroyed »
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| They stood in line, swearing their sacred oaths
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| No opponent would retreat them
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| They were trusted like brothers
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| It was compared to apprentices
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| I guess I didn't guess that
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| Our men would be taken to destruction!
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| Go side by side as we face your opponent
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| Now the drums of war are playing
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| The army marches to the beat of the pace
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| The melodies of fatal confidence play in the background
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| When our first knives we explained were dug
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| The rows of the set condensed and
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| The traitors were beaten to hell!
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| Go side by side as we face your opponent
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| The worthless ones are piled up
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| They are branded as traitors
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| And the earth is beaten to death
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| Their souls are not at peace
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| But cursed in their graves
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| Underground suffers forever
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| The men are silent and the blades of the gun are bleeding
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| With blood brothers on the ground lying a black heart on his chest
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| No tear casting on them
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| But it flows in vain to those who have fallen
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| Drink with the gods at dawn party!
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| Go side by side as we face your opponent
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| The worthless ones are piled up
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| They are branded as traitors
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| And the earth is beaten to death
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| Their souls are not at peace
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| But cursed in their graves
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| Underground suffers forever
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| The worthless ones are piled up
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| They are branded as traitors
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| And the earth is beaten to death
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| Their souls are not at peace! |