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

Where are the girls of the neighborhood
Whose love's were at sea
In the of France and on German soil
From to wounded knee

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

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

Who are the kings in coats of mail
Who by the cross 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 is revealed
In a bomb

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

Who from long lines of skippers
Whose duty was
In the of a warriors will
And