In this unending war.
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I've lost so many brothers.
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The coldest hours come before morning.
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With every drop of blood.
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Spilled in this field of daggers.
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Bring many sons of heaven to glory.
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Until your rains, oh God.
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Bring forth your colored beauty.
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Confirm the hopes of nations in longing.
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I see a new day coming,
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Maybe tomorrow.
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Woe to the king of nothing.
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I see a new day coming,
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Maybe tomorrow.
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Woe to the king of nothing.
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I see a clean blood running.
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Brothers of sorrow,
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Here is your kingdom coming.
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Here is your kingdom coming.
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Spread wide your wings, oh God.
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Relieve this scarlet fever.
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Catch every tear of mothers in morning.
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Bring life to tired hopes.
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Buried in fields of flowers.
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Bring many sons of battle to glory.
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With every drop of blood.
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Caged in this tired body.
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I long to bring my father to glory.
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I see a new day coming,
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Maybe tomorrow.
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Woe to the king of nothing.
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I see a clean blood running.
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Brothers of sorrow,
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Here is your kingdom coming.
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Here is your kingdom coming.
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He was and is,
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He is and is to come.
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He was and is,
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He is and is to come.
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He holds the key.
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Field Of Daggers
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