Come up to the mountains, run to the hills
Gather now children, the time has come to kill
Mount your horses, get ready for war
Our cause uncertain, but we all just want to get home
The light that is shed, it comes from my cigarette
I inhale my memories so I do not forget
Say goodbye to yout loved ones and bid the farewall
For the places we are heading are the deepees end of hell
Get ready for war
Get ready for war
Get ready for war
Get ready for war
Take me with you I just need a home, come on and give me your hand
Stay with me, don't want to die alone, don't you worry I'll be here
Take me with you, I just need a home, come on and give me your hand
Stay with me, don't want do die alone, don't you worry I'll be here
Come on and give me your hands, don't you worry I'll be here
Come on and give me your hands, don't you worry I'll be here
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