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Marching For War

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Rolling dice of fate 
Like a thousand times before 
The rulers play their games 
And the young men march to war 

They're righteous in their minds 
Justified to kill 
Believing to serve their god 
Being servants to his will 

The sacred soldiers 

No time to give it thought 
No need to understand 
When ones who pull the strings 
Place weapons in their hands 

Never shed a tear 
For those about to die 
For victory in war 
Any given price is right 

The sacred soldiers 
March into war 

Sheltered by guardian angels 
The sons of holy cause 
Against all evil strangers 
Marching to war 
Like men of thousand ages 
The final curtain falls 
Against all evil strangers 
Marching to war 

Marching to... marching to... marching to war