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One mounting its calvary; across the river they sleep
Bayonets run through the line; cutting the men in half divide
Muskets fire on powder; weaker men desert and cower
Hearken sound of thunder; waiting, the Generals plunder
Lead the charge
Running em through
Circles can be true
Cannons fire, a civil conflict, riders drenched blood crude (?)
In this battle of screaming war, cries are heard - no truce
Charge on horseback breaks through the line, Grey and Blue (?) truce?
Hearken sound of thunder; waiting, the Generals plunder
Lead the charge
Running em through
Circles can be true
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