We need a reason to fight for We leave our country, we leave our lives We'd wash our brain, with blood and pain
We are soldiers The infantry We are a mix Of man and beast
Shoot Torture Kill Die for nothing
Here is the edge Where you forget Who, really, you are This is the war
We write the history, we dirty our hands But our own story, it's irrelevant They look at us as fucking freaks Presidents are always beauties, soldier are always beasts
We'll be always soldiers The infantry We back for our lives But we'll never be free
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Still in the edge We'll never forget Who, really, we are We meet ourselves in the war
