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we come to fight
we come for glory
we come to kill
we come to die
fresh battlefields call
and we march
flags held high
not solitary men
we are brothers this day
we are brothers forevermore
i shed my blood with good men
i watch good men fall
leaving families without sons
leaving families without fathers
we gave our lives
for those we loved
for their futures
that they may live better
these men were my brothers
these men that fell
never to be forgotten