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Who are these who would lead us now
To the of a thousand guns
Storm the gates of hell
To the of a single drum

Where are the of the neighborhood bars
Whose were lost at sea
In the of France and on German soil
From to wounded knee

Who from long lines of soldiers
duty was fulfilled
In the words of a warriors
And

Where are the boys in coats of blue
Who flew when their eyes were
Was God in for the Roman games
Was He there when the were signed

Who are the kings in their coats of
Who rode by the to die
Did they all go into worthiness
Is it wrong for a to cry

And who are ones who would have us now
presence in concealed
Whose nature is
In a time

And last of all you old sea
Who travel whale
You'd the gates of hell itself
For the taste of a tail

Who come from long lines of
Whose duty was
In the words of a warriors
And