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Soldiers! Move! Running to the other side Bullet fly towards us all I see my brothers fall dead How the wind drips the blood dust on my face But i gotta make it A gun on hand A missile ahead All i gotta do is plant the bomb Kill all who steps ahead Take no prisoners This is no game Is life over the front line Is what we were told to do Is what we choose to do Now go out there and show them real fury The hatred in your heart use it as a riffle The rage build up as a bomb And the strength of all lands as a victory Destroy the bunkers Destroy the sand This waters will only flow the blood of history Lead the weapons out the other side No love here This is not a dream Is all reality Become the god you wanted Judge with your guns the life you never created Believe it all Im glad you listen well Now that you destroyed the land I take the victory The money you won goes for me The land you destroyed you pay for No pick up for you Now perish alongside your sins!

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