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A circle of stones to capture the sun-god |
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We call him to earth to banish the cold |
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The blood of our children will safeguard the harvest |
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We willingly give all we have in the hope of his love |
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For the greater glory |
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With our hearts and souls we sacrifice |
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We'll banish the infidel cross from our homeland |
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With the love of Allah on our side we can't fail |
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Our saracen blades will turn red the desert |
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Our martyrs will reap their reward in God's paradise |
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For the greater glory |
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With our hearts and souls we sacrifice |
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Dear mother, the rain's been falling for days now |
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I think we're in Belgium though some say it's France |
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You'd like the captain, he seems like a nice man |
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He says that tomorrow we'll get our big chance |
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Last night outside on the wire I heard a boy dying |
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In the tongue of our foe he called out for his mother and cried |
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"Dear Ma, I'm sorry, but God doesn't live here |
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Remember your son who is gone now because of his lies" |
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For the greater glory |
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With our hearts and souls we sacrifice |
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For the greater glory |
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With our flesh and blood |
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Our fathers and brothers and husbands and sons |
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We pay the price |