One Last War


I take a glance at the enemy

Brave men stand in line

The black clouds surround us

What is going through our minds

Leave me at peace one last time

I say to the young man

Don't be afraid

Draw our swords

Morning air fills our lungs

For the last time sing that song

Mankind will gather

The sun will set

All will rise

The war has won

Good is in our eyes

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