Standing a midst a forest of stone,
Walking through a sea of bone,
Where once proud legions now decay,
The ultimate sacrifice-forced to pay.
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Run red river
Flow and give her
A comfort zone
A place alone
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Today the sun shines black, not bright,
The teeming masses in fear behold
So dreadfully a hellish sight!
No joy, no peace, just horrid cold.
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