| A boy who says goodbye, he is ripped away from his fathers arms Bravery in his
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| eyes, his mother says — please turn around
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| Once you’re in it, you can’t leave it, there’s no way to get out
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| You got questions, but there’s no answers
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| Will they leave you to die?
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| Baptized through fire, as the flag it proudly waves on
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| The boy has become the son of war
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| No winners or losers, it’s all in my hands, I rise to be who I am
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| The sound of destruction will echo again, as we take our final stand
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| 'Cause we are the sons of war, we are forevermore, sons of war
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| The sun rises behind enemy lines, like home again
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| All is calm, my will is gone, will they ever know what I have become
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| No more bravery, no one’s saving me as we we march on
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| All those questions now have answers, cross your hearts never hope to die
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| A dad proudly waves, as he steps into an early grave
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| The boy has become the son of war
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| No winners or losers, it’s all in my hands, I rise to be who I am
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| The sound of destruction will echo again, as we take our final stand
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| 'Cause we are the sons of war, we are forevermore, sons of war
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| Pray for my sins in the end, I won’t be back home again, it was all in vain
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| And I have become a son of war, 'cause I’ve made my final mistake,
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| my final mistake
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| No winners or losers, it’s all in my hands, I rise to be who I am
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| The sound of destruction echoes again, as we take our final stand
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| We are the sons of war, we are forevermore, sons of (war)
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| We are the sons of war, sons of (war)
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| We are forevermore, sons (of war)
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| No winners or losers, it’s all in my hands (sons of war)
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| I rise to be who I am (sons of war)
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| The sound of destruction will echo again, forevermore |