.Who will save the warchild baby
Who controls the key?
The web we weave is thick and sordid
Fine by me
At times of war, we're all losers
There's no victory
We shoot and kill and kill your lover>Fine by me
Warchild, victim of political pride
Plant the seed, territorial greed.
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