They say that they will fall,
they say that they will crawl,
so many things,
like the enemy doesnt have wings,
to say in there last breath.
Whats yours isnt myne,
and whats myne isnt yours,
and the wars shall be over,
for the sake of a bone,
whom the words was more important,
But i guess they will die in vain,
words are still here,
and a bones are still alone,
whom i was born,
many times before,
of the war, of its pain,
of the war, its a shame,
to exist, in this world,
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