Blood Stains
The blood of a patriot spreads
Like the waves on an endless sea
Though many a patriot dreads
This is where they were meant to be
There's blood on both banner and sword
And blood on the field of battle
There's blood on both ocean and fiord
Where men are slaughtered like cattle
All day and all through the night
They spill blood so we can be free
And they fight to preserve our might
So their blood is on you and me
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