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Onwards, they march
Anticipating the rewards of death
A thousand strong, at the forefront of a nations

animosity
Ready and willing to surrender it all
If only to cement a legacy

Accept this fate
You're a solider now
Don't turn your back
We'll manage to manipulate you some how

The batte erupts
Sword and axe rip apart flesh and crack bone
Death looms over a once still field
As the roots of life below greet
The stench of death

Accept this fate
You're a solider now
Don't turn your back
We'll manage to manipulate you some how

As the sun retires behind the mountains
Thousands of stars illuminate the blood stained

ground
Men who had not the option to walk away
Now slowly return to from where they came

Accept this fate
You're a solider now
Don't turn your back
We'll manage to manipulate you some how
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