Dressed In Chains
Dressed in Chains - The fear of war and the fear of oppression, after all of the violence we need to learn our lesson, we’re standing our ground and protecting our home, protecting the place where our families roam, the war drums sound, their hearts they pound, as the enemy draws near the fear sets the soldiers they release all there regrets, they slowly march one by one, the sound of war has just begun.
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