Me and my army of brothers went over the hill,
Shouting all around, sinking in like a drill,
drenched in blood we may be,
But all the fighting is left to me,
Gunfire heard all around,
Too loud to grasp a single sound,
And yet... We still fight
And us, me with my army of brothers...
Down we'll fall
Darkness in all...
Even through hell we crawl.
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I went over the hill,
Adrenaline flowing, starting a thrill,
drenched in blood I may be,
but fighting is all that's left to me,
The constant screaming being drowned,
by the gunfire's constant pound,
must not stop, must not fall,
made an oath, through hell I'll crawl,
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During that war,
we cheated death from his victory.
And with a roar,
we rose up, in glory.
As brothers,
we'd gladly dive into hell;
And as brothers,
we'd all have stories to tell.
We'd bring up our men,
and defeat any foe.
We'd rise up again,
This much we know...
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And now;
The war, ended it may be,
but its still going inside of me,
all that I've done, and all that I've killed,
all the blood that has been spilled...
gunfire's echo, causing a fright,
its all that hear, in the peace of night,
"I must stay normal, I must stand tall,
Guess its time, through hell I shall crawl.."
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Me and my army of brothers went over the hill,
If only then, we knew, of wars cold chill,
And now, dead I may be...
But my brothers rise up,
For they are now free.













































