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Solders heart
Waken by the beat of the drums
The smell of gun powder
Every day the same
Cursing and fighting
Staying alive was every solders dream
A dream I never had
My body left the war
But my mind stayed
I should have died
But god saved my life
Shall I never forget the drums
For god was my weapon
For mothers and fathers we shall fight
But for Sons and daughters we will die
The smell of gun powder
Every day the same
Cursing and fighting
Staying alive was every solders dream
A dream I never had
My body left the war
But my mind stayed
I should have died
But god saved my life
Shall I never forget the drums
For god was my weapon
For mothers and fathers we shall fight
But for Sons and daughters we will die
Published 16th Oct 2013
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