Out of the dim The ships were closing in Warriors... Worrying... Painted to kill Kill and be killed More than fight to survive I'll give you strength to continue the fight I'll feed you anger and soft little lies Out of blood hatred grows No place to hide Kill and be killed More than fight to survive I'll be your shining star I'll be your guide Wounded and dying The screaming of men To death it will be Enemies attacking again and again So much pain So many tears Out of blood Hatred grows Beneath the flags He watched them row in Warriors... Worrying... Painted to kill Seeking the courage to stand up and fight The war drums were sounding from ships out of sight My god is great I've killed before All is fair in love and war and peace Mayhem... The vultures awaited their feast Eagerly... Circling low... Where dead takes the dead only our ancestors know So much pain So many tears Out of blood Hatred grows
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