18 Soldiers five days away
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Caged in silence lying awake
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Ragged tirades are dead at the stake
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Raging sirens but nobody pays
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We got nothing but time
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Overacting out in cynical times
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When the rain starts coming down
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The search for absolution is dry
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18 fathers visit the graves
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Locked in violence resigned to their fate
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Fallen Idols are cracked at the base
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Hollow silence alone in their place
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Retaliation is blind
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With underestimated losses of life
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And the stains of blood are bold
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And visible beneath the divide
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We're caught up in it we can't forget it
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Forget your losses and don't regret it
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Eighteen Soldiers
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Pennywise |