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As we walked up to the table, fathers smile brought so much pride

Brother signed up right before me, both 14 never thought twice

Broken down but rebuilt stronger, to defend our fatherland

Uniformed and fucking deadly, baptized in lead by puberty

Off to France on my first mission, Brother slept right beside me

Ordered to kill sleeping families, the piercing light of rifle fire

On the ground lay human remains, 70 more, we stabbed the bodies

What was the point of this, why is this blood on my soul?

Tortured by these haunting nightmares, everytime I close my eyes

All this blood and all the pain, didn't we know we were the bad guys

Not their lies and nor their lores, can certify me innocence

Thoughts of killing by one's own hand, brings the yearning hope of deliverance

Sudden a shot, I felt the impact, heard quietened down my brothers last cry

Still alive but dead inside, I am cursed to watching boys die!

Watching, Boys, die!

Watching, boys, die!