| Now the battle is over, the clouds’re hanging low
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| Dead bodies lie on the ground
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| Marched into slaughter, lost souls fought in vain
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| No glory or pride to be found
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| Gotta get out of here, don’t want to be around
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| Trying to find my way home
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| Gotta get out of here, don’t want to be around
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| Trying to find my way home
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| Fighting for honour and medals of gold
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| But, they were to kill or be killed
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| Slaying the enemy, not knowing why
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| Keep low and fire at will
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| Gotta get out of here, don’t want to be around
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| Trying to find my way home
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| Gotta get out of here, don’t want to be around
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| Trying to find my way home
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| Lost out in action, long gone forever
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| Just a boy that died in vain
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| His mother is crying, his father not proud
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| Twisted gray faces in the rain
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| Gotta get out of here, don’t want to be around
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| Trying to find my way home
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| Gotta get out of here, don’t want to be around
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| Trying to find my way home… |