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I will not wake from my sleep
I fall, at peace
Into a heap
My wounds so fresh, they wont heal
Before I cried
Cause you'll never feel
The blast of guns
Ring in my ear
My friends are dead, they aren't here
And from my bleeding eyes I see
A bloody warground
...of lives that will never be