Now the battle is over, the cloudsre hanging low Dead bodies lie on the ground Marched into slaughter, lost souls fought in vain No glory or pride to be found Gotta get out of here, dont want to be around Trying to find my way home Gotta get out of here, dont want to be around Trying to find my way home Fighting for honour and medals of gold But, they were to kill or be killed Slaying the enemy, not knowing why Keep low and fire at will Gotta get out of here, dont want to be around Trying to find my way home Gotta get out of here, dont want to be around Trying to find my way home Lost out in action, long gone forever Just a boy that died in vain His mother is crying, his father not proud Twisted gray faces in the rain Gotta get out of here, dont want to be around Trying to find my way home Gotta get out of here, dont want to be around Trying to find my way home...
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