the heroes
Here they come
no one is scared no more
here they come
in their bloody boots
and their thick clothes
covered in blood,bloods of comrades
they won the war for us without us knowing
but not without their own casualties
brave soldiers were lost
but how do you measure a man?
we measure a man by his bravery
the country remembers.
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