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So many came before you
the prisoners of fate
A hstory of bloodshed
a legacy of hate.
But where will you be standing when the battles have been won?
Inside your lonely fortress the battles just begun.
After the war
who will you be fighting for? After the war is over.
After the fire is burning to its dying embers
after the war.
A letter from the draft board put paid to all your dreams
You're just another number in military schemes.
They marched you in a uniform
you wore against your will
With lies of hope and glory they taught you how to kill.
After the war
who will you be fighting for? After the war is over....
You thought you'd be a heroe after all that survived
If hell was meant for heroes then surely you've arrived.
After the war
after the war.
After the war
who will you be fighting for?
After the war
who will you be fighting for?
After the fire is burning to its dying embers
after the war.
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