Soldiers
Hide The Knives
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They've held the sharpened blades to the bitter end
They've know the smell of hate rising from the dead
Tired soldiers marching onward
Battle to the dawn
Tired soldiers marching forward
Battered marching on
They've run through city streets chasing evil men
With light tanks and hot grenades let freedom rise again
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Tired soldiers marching onward
Battle to the dawn
Tired soldiers marching forward
Battered marching on
And these bitter mistakes won't rescue you when it's over
Yes these bitter mistakes won't rescue you on your own
I'm telling you
Private give me your gun
we'll show them once and for all
the meaning of pride and glory