There is no one will save you
There is no one will give you their hands
The colors doesn't change
And the sky will stand stayed
In the night you're dreaming
Lying down in your death bed
And you screaming in your dream
And so you go to war
For the passion, for the glory
For the memories, for the money
You're a soldier, I'm a soldier
We are the soldiers of war
We fly a flag in the battlefield
We scream, shouting and applause
From cold bloody war
Fight for our land
The troopers with their guns
Standing tall with the pride
Getting ready to blow us wide
At the gate's of hell!
The water is red
With the blood of the dead
And we're still alive
But they returned to their grave
For the passion, for the glory
For the memories, for the money
We're a soldier, for our country
We are the soldiers of bloody war.
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