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One lonely Man |
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Picked despite his Will |
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To fight for his Country |
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Supposedly Born and Bred to Kill |
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He was afraid to Die |
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To Kill, or to Fight |
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He had the Love of Jesus |
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Blinded by the Light |
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You'll Fight or Die |
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So Dominate, you can't Hide |
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It's Do or Die, before it's too Late |
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Far away from Home, his Mission |
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Is to Kill, there is no |
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Sanctuary, for the Coward's |
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Spiteful will, all others they |
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Will follow, the Leaders of the |
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Pack |
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Death is their Future in this |
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World |
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The Leaders Scream Attack |
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You'll Fight or Die |
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So Dominate, you can't Hide |
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It's Do or Die, before it's too Late |
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Smell of Death grows Stronger |
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As Blood begins to Flow |
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Every man's a Hunter |
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And to Kill is all they know |
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War Machines keep Pushing |
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Metal falls like Rain |
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Stench of Bodies Burning |
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This man has reached his End |
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This man's war he Lost |
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And no one's felt the Pain |
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No mercy and no Sorrow |
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Only Countries Gained |
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But far away from home, his |
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Mission was to kill |
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Still no Sanctuary, for the Cowards |
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Spiteful Will |
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You'll Fight or Die |
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So Dominate, you can't Hide |
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It's Do or Die, before it's too Late |
