The fields are buried, crosses remind us all of sacrifice Yet they do not prevent us from making the same mistakes Fighting the good fight, God is on our side War without end, relentless bloodshed with noting to defend Killing and killing and killing again, and then starting all over again We create suffering, fighting the good fight God is on our side, may all of their sons lie dead We are bred to kill, our true nature is to kill
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