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Battlefield

I watch the lines of our enemies
Bathed in cold sweat I am
So afraid to meet the kiss of steel
I don't want to die, I don't want to die

The first crash is made
By the power of hate
Many men are dead
The ground is gleaming red

We stand as one
And as one we will fall

The nobles sent us all
Into war where innocents fall
But still we stand and fight
For our land and for our rights

Defending our lives with mortal fear
We're standing side by side
Many friends are dying a cruel death
Heroes are falling into the dust

Thus ends the battle
Dead bodies everywhere
Vultures with their dreadful meal
The reaper is laughing still

We stand as one
And as one we will fall

The nobles sent us all
Into war where innocents fall
But still we stand and fight
For our land and for our rights

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