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Who are these who would lead us now
To the sound of a thousand
the gates of hell itself
To the tune of a single

are the girls of the neighborhood bars
Whose love's were at sea
In the hills of France and on German
From Saigon to knee

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

are the boys in their coats of blue
Who when their eyes were blind
Was God in town for the Roman
Was He there when the deals were

Who are the kings in their of mail
Who by the cross to die
Did all go down into worthiness
Is it wrong for a to cry

And who are these ones who would us now
Whose presence in
Whose nature is
In a bomb

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 of skippers
Whose was fulfilled
In the of a warriors will
And