Tin soldiers could start the war Scrap medals for sale Buy twilight of misery Death metal prevails Polish my eye To the polished stone The alloy is weakening by the hammer thrown Some say that heavens a home Others find comfort in fire down below We got friends on both sides Some are still living and others have died Blood of my eye, love blinded and violent Blood of my eye, love blinded and violent If the bright lights you swim between Should flicker and fail Shock currents will set you free Black winds fill your sails Polish my eye, to the polished stone The alloy is weakening by the hammer thrown Hold fast, stand firm, breathe
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