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Posted 11 September 2013 - 04:50 PM

Reload, aim and hit.
The one thought that rolls into your brain.
During a war with no rain,
With plenty of pain.
 
The battlefield's divided,
2 sides of 300 each,
The war cannons sound.
In the form of a booming round. 
 
Reload, aim and hit.
The one thoguht that rolls into your brain.
During a war with no rain,
With plenty of pain.
 
The fired gunshots disappear into the thin air,
Evaporating into the mist,
The first few dead bodies hit the ground,
Their faces shocked, their body wounded.
 
Reload, aim and hit.
The one thoguht that rolls into your brain.
During a war with no rain,
With plenty of pain.
 
When the battle is over,
The last few gunshots evaporate into the air,
A truce is signed never to do the same,
But was the war worth the pain?
 
Reload, aim and hit.
The one thoguht that rolls into your brain.
During a war with no rain,
With plenty of pain.
 
Going to war is useless,
Like watchin' paint dry,
In the end the only thing achieved is bloodshed.
And people living in a cowshed.
 
Reload, aim and hit.
The one thoguht that rolls into your brain.
During a war with no rain,
With plenty of pain.




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