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Eben Brooks - Pawns in the Game lyrics
Get up, soldier. Get your gear. Our lookout’s scanned the skies. Our northern brothers are coming here intending our demise. The sergeant’s shouting orders, and we hear what he has said, And we shall fight for freedom, or else we’ll all be dead. We are pawns in the game. We live in fear and shame. We fight in freedom’s name. We’ve nothing left to claim. We are pawns in the game. No choice but to be brave, For we go to earn our glory or earn our grave. Strap your ’chutes on! Look alive! Prepare to take this land. We are fighting for the lives of every decent man. We’ll jump and then surround them on the fields to which they’ve fled, And we shall fight for freedom until the last of them is dead. We are pawns in the game, experienced and trained. We fight in freedom’s name inflicting mindless pain. We are pawns in the game, each one a willing slave, For we go to earn our glory or earn our grave. Feinting left and stabbing right. Deception is our trade. Convince the people that it’s right; that’s how the game is played. We’ll keep on sending soldiers, and they’ll go on spilling red, And we’ll be fighting freedom until we all are dead. They are pawns in the game, conditioned to kill and maim. They fight in freedom’s name. They are easiest to blame. They are pawns in the game. Their souls they freely gave. And now they go to earn our glory and earn their grave. |
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