My brother has Fallen
(So many years in this,
Everyday I’ve lived to kill
But when one of my brothers fall
Another war has begun.
I don’t know how to act
When my heart is lost
He was just like me
But now no longer just like me,
I am here
He fought the devil
And now he’s lying next to god
Protected in his arms
But what is there to do
When my brother is gone?)
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