No time for crying
Marching fighting living dying keep moving forward there is no time for crying
Attack retreat move forward move back killing the enemy in another attack
Body parts strewn all around on the ground while blood from the dead has turned the dirt red
Death from the land the sea and the air who are we killing dose anyone care
The enemy have no faces and we don't know their name we are just pawns in wars deadly game
Bullets with your name on shells hitting the ground screaming of the dying is the normal sound
Marching fighting living dying keep moving forward as there is no time for crying
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