Soldiers al go marching into battle,moving slowly on across the ground
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Tracks of tanks flatten the sand beneath them, soon to be replaced by human flesh
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Loved ones left behind are not forgotten, memories kept fresh by photographs
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The will of the politicians is forced and now soldiers kill to make them proud
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They can feel the spiritthat they will kill for you
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Now the soldiers have become their god...
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Arrogance now fuels the need for conquest, nuclear chemistry is the god
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Capitol approaches in the distance, enemy waiting in their walls
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As the first attack is launched upon them, you could see the passion in their eyes
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Eyesy that would soon be ruptured and removed, by the weapons that will take their lives
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They can feel the spirit that they will kill for
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Now the soldiers have become the god
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Pieces of human blasting through the air
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The conclusion will not end in life
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As they look into the sky
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They die with pride in their eye...
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Spirit Of The Soldier
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