.Bodies fill the fields I see
Hungry heroes end
No one to play soldier now
No one to pretend
Running blind through killing fields
Bred to kill them all
Victim of what said should be
A servant 'til I fall
Soldier boy, made of clay
Now an empty shell
Tw.
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