AT THE BATTLE FIELD
We rounded
them up
And made
them recite their names over and over
In reverse, and
then in a straight line
We made them
eat their own words
We made them
swimming in their own blood
Yes, we did
If we had to
do it again
We would do
it a thousand and one times over
We`re not
wicked
We`re just
being fair
Don`t judge
us
You don`t
know what they did to us
Those wretches!
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