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It's June 6, 1944 |
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I turned 19 two days before |
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Pride and bravery |
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I can't ignore |
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Representing my country in this |
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World War[II - Lettera di Eisenhower:] |
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The Great |
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Crusade Eisenhower decrees |
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To bring an end to the |
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Nazi war machine |
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Eliminate the |
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German demon seed |
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Insuring that the |
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Lord's free world stays free |
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True honor and glory |
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I'll receive |
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When I protect the |
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USAMy Mother will be so proud of me |
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I'm the hero of the day |
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Kill 'em all let |
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God's will decide |
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The demise of |
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Hitler's reign |
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I'll take my shot and death will arrive |
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When I splatter their rotted brains |
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The freedom of all good citizens |
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Lives forever on through me |
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I'll defend every one of them |
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From sea to shining sea...[III - Able Company:]... |
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The sea once shined with the light of the sun |
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Now it flows bright red with the blood of the sons |
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They were the chosen ones |
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Now their tour is done |
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First platoon to tread on |
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Omaha's sands |
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Stricken down by the shells before they land |
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Attack poorly planned |
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Completely outmanned |
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First to go |
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Last to know |
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First to go |
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Last to know |
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No shingles no shields |
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No shell holes to hide |
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No cover no walls |
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No chance to survive |
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Noble is my mission |
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The good Lord at my side |
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No cover no walls |
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No-one stays alive |
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Jump off the |
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AM ramps the surf is waist high |
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Blitzed by the mortars that fall from the sky |
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Waterlogged packs that make them sink like a rock |
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Troops being slaughtered can't fire a shot |
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First to go |
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Last to know |
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First to go |
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Last to know |
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No shingles no shields |
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No shell holes to hide |
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No cover no walls |
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No chance to survive |
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Noble is my mission |
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The good Lord at my side |
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No cover no walls |
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No-one stays alive |
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Ripped from crown to pelvis |
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Soldiers devour the lead |
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Hidden Nazi snipers |
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Choreograph the dance of the dead |
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In less than half an hour |
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The mission has been ceased |
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Only six survivors |
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Wading in the sea...[IV - Baker Company:]... |
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The sea it swallows my vomit |
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As I puke up over the side |
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Spews out like a comet |
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Terror replacing my pride |
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Crying out for my mommy |
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Bravado disappears |
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Forgetting all of my orders |
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What am I doing here? |
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Clouding smoke and dust |
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Screams build to a roar |
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Portrait of pure hell |
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Painted on the shore |
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Bobbing bodies drift |
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Crimson running tide |
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Real apocalypse |
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Will I be the next to die? |
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Be the next to die |
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First to go |
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Last to know |
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First to go |
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Last to know |
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No shingles no shields |
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No shell holes to hide |
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No cover no walls |
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No chance to survive |
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Noble is my mission |
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The good Lord at my side |
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No cover no walls |
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No-one stays alive |
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I scramble off the |
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Higgins boat and trip into the crest |
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Each man who tries to follow me brought down by |
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Hitler's best |
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It takes me an eternity to reach the beach unhit |
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Explosions all around my head |
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I'm sure my skull has split |
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I'm sure my skull has split |
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I snag a piece of driftwood |
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And navigate my path |
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Through washed-up bloated bodies |
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In a death face mask |
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Heart racing like a perishing tank |
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I rise up from the wave |
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And dash across the battleground |
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To reach the barricade |
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WeakFrom the seasickness and shell-shock |
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CrawlTo the levee of the seawall |
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ClimbTo the concrete pillbox heave a desperate last grenade |
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HidePotato masher assaults me |
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PainBullets puncture my body |
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FearI'm drenched in my own blood |
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Close my eyes and drift away |
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Close my eyes and drift away |
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Close my eyes and drift away...[V - Requiem:] |
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The tide rolls in to wash my sins away |
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I gasp out my last breath |
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My soul escapes through ragged wounds |
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The D today means death |