I give up my life
for what is a lie
by these hands I kill
with no reason why

Blood-soaked and dazed
the men wander through
horrrid pictures etched on their faces
it shows right through

But what makes me sane?
It is by the comfort,
of my brothers,
that I have pledged will not die
for I have things to live for, but with no reason why
it's by blood-soaked hands
that I will solemly die.

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