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Oh well, honour for all,
the big and the small,
well the taller they stand,
well the harder they fall,
we live for today but we die for the next,
with blood in our vains and the air in our chest,
so we step into war with our heart on the line,
the dirt on our boots,
that is free over time,
The music it fades,
the violin slows,
darkness it rises,
as the sun goes,
Love is a distant aroma at best,
A withering smile that's stuck deep in your vest,
At night it wraps its fingers around,
Your body it shakes from the now distant sound,
Of the sound of her voice,
A sweet symphony,
played over and over Until' you are free,
Can you feel the
new day rising,
Climbing up the
East horizon,
they can't hold us,
now we'll fight though,
these hands,
everyone will find you,

we shall not stumble,
no we shall not fall,
we shall not crumble,
no we shall stand tall,
with death it will come as sore as the night,
but we will not run,
no we live but fight,
with blood on our hands and dirt on our knee's,
we'll tear at the one who brought the disease,
Can you feel the,
climbing up the,
even everyone will starve you,
even everyone will starve you