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a lovely war
It is a lovely war
It is a hell of a war for soldiers
running between ruined building
It is a great war good for sex the feeling of strength
running through veins
blood oozing from a bullet hole
and sometimes into the sand
but that is the other guy`s
This their finest hour defending whatever
it was, not that they care
Wonderful war even if it only
has one colour and is occasionally red
women dream of joining them
as wives only to discover
the men love one another,
fucking a woman is like masturbating
into a narrow fox hole
Glorious war something the survivors
can talk about when old and playing card
the name of the buddy who didn`t make it out
He had admired the full moon and lost in reverie
he was always a dreamer
Do they see the green leaves on trees?
Or the flowers
have they lost all sense of beauty
are deaths and ruined buildings forever etched
on their crippled brains
It is a hell of a war for soldiers
running between ruined building
It is a great war good for sex the feeling of strength
running through veins
blood oozing from a bullet hole
and sometimes into the sand
but that is the other guy`s
This their finest hour defending whatever
it was, not that they care
Wonderful war even if it only
has one colour and is occasionally red
women dream of joining them
as wives only to discover
the men love one another,
fucking a woman is like masturbating
into a narrow fox hole
Glorious war something the survivors
can talk about when old and playing card
the name of the buddy who didn`t make it out
He had admired the full moon and lost in reverie
he was always a dreamer
Do they see the green leaves on trees?
Or the flowers
have they lost all sense of beauty
are deaths and ruined buildings forever etched
on their crippled brains
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