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Hey sargeant, do you know who's in command here?
Mother fker!
Hey sargeant, do you know who's in command here?
Mother fker!
You that i despise
Repentance of sorts
Death comes Naturally, not from a hated war
Repentance!
Repentance of faith!
Repentance of hope
Repentance of hate
Chorus:
Not my war! Soldiers marching on!
Not my war! Soldiers marching on!
On your feet!
Crisis at hand!
On your feet soldier!
Crisis at hand!
On your feet soldier!
ON your feet Mother fker!
Chorus:
Not my war! Soldiers marching on!
Not my war! Soldiers marching on!
Crisis...
Crisis...
Crisis...
Soldiers:
This is my rifle,
there are many like this but this one is mine,
my rifle is my best friend,
It is my life,
I must master it as i must master my life,
without me my rifle is useless,
without my rifle, i am useless,
Not my war! Soldiers marching on!
Not my war! Soldiers marching on!
Crisis...
Crisis...
Crisis...
Crisis...