Sean Foxx

Go to war young soldier,
Your glory will be praised.
Go to war young soldier,
Your home will stay the same.
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Where do we go from here my fallen angel?
Now that heaven is a dirty grey.
Who do we turn to, my fallen angel?
The trust once had, betrayed.
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Sweet sweat stinging in my eyes
Pleasurable pain pulsating through muscles
Rapture roars ravenously muffled against membranes
Aromatic acrid air choke the lungs
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I stood upon the valley hill,
And looked into the shadow deep,
I heard the cry of a dying man,
And it is to my heart that he speaks.
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Hate
Wasted
Emotion
I prefer cold
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Here I sit in the sandbox
Some thousand miles away
From those I love and cherish
Trying to focus on the day.
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One year ago, on march s 20th day,
I vowed to love honor and obey.
To this solemn promise I now hold true,
Now and forever, I will always be with you.
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I stand like the weathered stone upon the oceans shore
Waves beating upon me day after night by the will of heavenly bodies above
But still I stand
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One love, one life
One chance to make it right
You only get to do something once
Before you become one with the night
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I'm tired of death
Tired of living
Of having to wade through it
I'll wait here for it
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Forget not I the one who must die
In freedoms wake and democracy's sake

Forget not we the ones that now leave
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I calmly sit and wait, while he preaches for me to hate
This weakling should be screaming, not accepting his fate.

You would have me run amok and cause chaos in my wake.
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I am human, so am fallible.
The world I create will eventually break
For the universe has no mind
to the rules I govern it by.
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There is no joy in this life.
The colors of the world are now drab and faded.
My cup was once overflowing, but has since cracked and is leaking.
The soul of my heart is empty, and where it once beat is cold and hollow.
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If someone asks why you fight
They won't understand,
They don't know what its like.
To be out here day after day,
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When I finally stand before the pearly gates
And Saint Peter asks me why I think I rate
I'll tell him I've done my part and served the homeland
Defending the nation against insane men.
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Rush
Headlong
Towards unknown
Fears in darkness
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Oath
To thee
I have gave
Faith in my will
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Sweat
Dripping
Breath heaving
Muscles aching
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