Soldier

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Soldier

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Crusader, hero so foolish
A yearning to be brave
March into oblivion
With no soul to save
A pile of dog-shit
A sack of human flesh
With no morals
No rules to play
War
With bones
With blood
With hopeless tears
Fighting to the end
Oh, yes crusader
Keeping your cross by your side
And hope in your angels
You wish to die
No more pain to see
No more children screaming
In your sleep
Just to die right now
Rest, rest lie down
Let your soul ease
And dream no more
Of suffering

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Plato (BC 427-BC 347) Greek philosopher.

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