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Sun rises in the distance and we stand.

Shoulder to shoulder, ready for the charge.

The enemy approaches near.

Brothers in arms, we are prepared.

As war begins, we march with pride.

We do not fear, we do not question our aim.

If death arrives I’ll welcome her.

But until now, I won’t give in.

World at war.

Brave my heart.

Kill or be killed.

That is my lead.

Nowhere to run.

You coward scum.

Your destiny.

Lies in my spear.

As we decorate the battlefield with blood.

The enemy retreats and we launch a full attack.

With excitement in our hearts we reach the hill.

To a sudden halt that pierced our pride.

Fifteen thousand men awaiting our attack.

We look at each other, hopeless in our eyes.

The enemy attacks and we don't stand a chance.

It’s my own blade that takes my life.