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We fight on this field of honour |
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Maimed bodies everywhere |
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We mystify our feelings |
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Thinking anyone cares |
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This mystical sphere |
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Malice of the mind |
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We will soon die here |
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Our bodies they won't find |
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They call this a field of honour |
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But I just feel pain |
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Four of us against an army |
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It is just insane |
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Malediction of the mind |
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We're the tyrants quarries |
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Fairy massacre |
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Is there life beyond death |
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The tyrants soldiers |
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Try to pierce my heart |
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My armour won't last for long |
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Mind and body will part |
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Blood enters my mouth |
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I try to scream |
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I see blood everywhere |
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Is this true or just a dream |
