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Thousands of men on every sideGuns fill the air with leadThe realms of death are open wideThe gods of war will soon be fedSound the charge, put the bayonets onScream with rage, fathers, cousins and sonsSwallow your fear, follow the flag to the endNothing seems real, dreams turning to sandThousands of men on every sideGuns fill the air with leadThe realms of death are open wideThe gods of war will soon be fedSound the charge, put the bayonets onScream with rage, fathers, cousins and sonsSwallow your fear, follow the flag to the endNothing seems real, dreams turning to sandA nation ripped apart, a conflict escalatingFreedom is the call, and millions are responding(The) war will turn today, the wind blows from the NorthYears of blood and death, will soon come to an endGettysburg – battlefield of destinyGettysburg – battlefield of destinyGettysburg – battlefield of destinyGettysburg – battlefield of destinyGettysburg – battlefield of destiny
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