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A lonely fortress a desert sea |
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The legion holds its emptiness against the country's mortality |
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Forceful kept soldiers guard the concrete rails |
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Serving their lives in the legion or spend their time in violent jails |
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The watchtower stands the point to view the lands |
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The watch guard shall die the first target in the sky |
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Legionnaire's fight and death who knows their ammunition's running low |
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Stand up the corpse to hold their guns they have no exit and no place to run |
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Fight the fight wrong or right a death sentence on a desert night |
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Might to might the tower's height the watch guard falls in their sights |
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Naked steel hand to hand freelance legion meets its final stand |
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Hear the roar down they go across the sands their blood will flow |
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A lonely fortress a desert sea |
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The legion held its emptiness and lost to mortality |
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Forceful kept soldiers died along the rails |
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They served their lives in the legion but their purpose had sadly failed |
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Fight the fight wrong or right a death sentence on a desert night |
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Fight the fight might to might a death sentence has their plight |
