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Thoughts of a soldier trapped in war. |
| The sounds of sirens roaring out like Thaumus calling us to death In the quiet of the mid noon we get ready for their wrath Cloud of smoke to the south Cyanide capsule to my mouth Ready to die, a suicide Never to surrender But say goodbye in pride Sounds of jets of paratroopers echo loud in sky Any moment clocks will stop before we give a try All the guns are now rusted The bigger flaks are now busted Nowhere to run, its our turn Totally we're out We'll be shot and we will burn Take the knives in hands No! No! I know we cannot fight But kill the first one who passes by We shall not die in vain The pain endured should be worth That is what the blood of Mars wants I can see them, I can see their shining guns I can see them, but just wait for the fate I can see them, I can see them moving to us I can see them, I can see the fate. --------------------------------------------------------------------- Thanks to everyone for reviews and corrections. |