Warlord take the land - armies march by command
Wounded left for dead rip to shreds like a doll
Ten days the fight goes on: more soldiers fall and they die
When the battle's won who will be left to carry on?
Attack kill everything; butcher stab till no life
Abolish wipe them out, murder them in cold blood
Who's the next to die no one knows for sure
Bloodshed everywhere - the smell of death in the air
The warlord, he commands
Must obey his command
-- A-ha-ha-ha!
Warlord take the land - armies march by command
Wounded left for dead rip to shreds like a doll
Nobody knows for sure; bloodshed everywhere
-- The smell of death in the air
The warlord, he commands
Must obey his command
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