Soldiers In A Row
Soldiers dieing all in a row
Slowly waiting till they
Get to stand at attention
For that killing blow.
Friends, fathers, sons, daughters
Every kind of loved one
Standing diligently
Protecting you, your
Children and your homes.
They shall die
And we shall mourn
For the families
Of the soldiers
Waiting ever so patiently
In a row
Waiting for their very own
… killing blow.
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