all the pretty soldiers
got their death heads on
it’s a morbid culture
where we sanctify sacrifice
but sponsor its betrayal
we were only following orders
not that much has changed
it’s a different religion
but the same old excuses
we gather poppies in peacetime
to decorate the graves
of those whose lives we’ve stolen
but no-one can explain to us
just why they had to die
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