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Welcome to a world of pain |
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This is the day of your conversion, mortification |
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Dragged away from home on blood red nights |
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Slave to a brutal system forevermore, forevermore |
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You are an orphan now |
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Adopted by the beast of war |
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The end of all your childhood dreams has come |
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No more will you meet a smiling face |
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Now peace has left your sleep forever |
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There are no arms to hold you |
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Yet there are no hands to wipe your tears |
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Constrained and forced to kill |
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These cruelties will haunt you |
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A life in combat |
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Your fear will make you bleed |
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Your inner combat |
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A life without a future |
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You will forget your wishes |
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And nothing to embrace |
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But the rifle in your hands forevermore |
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You are an orphan now |
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Adopted by the beast of war |
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The end of all your childhood dreams has come |
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A life of combat forevermore |
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No more will you meet a smiling face |
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Now peace has left your sleep forever |
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There are no arms to hold you |
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Yet there are no hands to wipe your tears away |
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There are no arms to hold you |
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Peace has left over your sleep |
