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I watch you dancing in front of the fire

Your hair makes waves on the curtain of night

Your eyes brightly glancing,

you wake my desire

Our bodies like melting steel merge in the flames

I carry you to my tent

Gently lay you on the furs

Your tender body submits as I abuse your soul

You are a soldier's whore

Not even mine to keep

Tomorrow - you'll sleep

in another man's arms

All you are doing this for's some money and a feed

For one night you make us

forget this hell

I carry you to my tent

Gently lay you on the furs

Your tender body submits as I abuse your soul

Gather around

Flowers of War

Join this pact of dying men

The courage we've found

You magnificent whore

You can heal our pain

I hear you singing like a thousand nightingales

Your voice grows flowers

in the core of my heart

Whisper like summer wind

Tell the sweetest tales

Our lips like dancing eels

grasp the taste of lust

You are a wench of war

you turn your heart to stone

Tomorrow - you'll sleep

in another man's arms

Once we've returned back home

you will be all alone

For every man

will haste himself

to the lap of his home