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The Mornings dawning.
The sun is rising.
The shadows retract.
The bodies lay dead.
The bodies lay dieing.
Victory is his.
Misery is ours.
Our soldiers are bleeding.
Our soldiers are pleading.
His are going home.
Forget us, we were nothing.
Forget us, we were nothing.
As we fell we finally understood,
That He was strong -
We were weak.
We should have joined them.
As we fell we finally understood,
That we were wrong -
He was right.
We missed our chance
Now for us, its to late.
The sun is rising.
The shadows retract.
The bodies lay dead.
The bodies lay dieing.
Victory is his.
Misery is ours.
Our soldiers are bleeding.
Our soldiers are pleading.
His are going home.
Forget us, we were nothing.
Forget us, we were nothing.
As we fell we finally understood,
That He was strong -
We were weak.
We should have joined them.
As we fell we finally understood,
That we were wrong -
He was right.
We missed our chance
Now for us, its to late.
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Is that my army, going home.