Yellabird - This Old War | Текст песни

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I'm a big, tall, walkin' strong man
My boots kick blood on your hands
I will cut you down

Lights flash, call to arms and
Young lads off to die
Send flowers to your dolls

This old war is all we are
Lift your spirits dying star
There's only darkness near and far
There's only daylight left to gods

Knives out, man the charge as
Fire reigns down on your head
Rifles to the wall

Sky blank, muddy water
Stomp your kind into the gutter
Winner takes it all

This old war is all we are
Lift your spirits dying star
There's only darkness near and far
There's only daylight left to gods

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