In the bloody fields of war we lay
Just as when kids, we imitated as play
We had no thought of how bad the terror grows
When faced against our forbidden foes
Home again will be my happiest day
I never made it home my soul was lost
Frozen in the fields of lost souls frost
I never was loved, never was missed
Twenty-one, I lay in the fields of lost souls
I fought the war
When I passed through the open door
The choice was mine
I gave up my life and time
For a war I barely knew
Lost in the fields of lost souls
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