Why are you headed towards a battlefield?
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What do you think in that sort of place?
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Does your hand reach towards the mission that you hold?
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Protecting someone, is that feeling love?
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Aa, no matter where, you cling to the sin of fighting
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towards my comrades, towards my family, without cause
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I stop my feet in the blood that flowed.
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Even then, still search for meaning that connects you
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A black bird flaps its wings in the darkness
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Unable to see anything, it squirms under the sky
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If the things you learn are shadows from hatred
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Why do people cast such shadows?
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Well, let's turn our faces towards the radiance and try to see what's next
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I still believe in bonds,
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maybe even towards those I should fight
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This planet that was born isn't just lovely.
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There's a tomorrow that can't be put right
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bonds speak now to things you love,
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things that hurt you, everything
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I stop my feet in the blood that flowed.
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Even then, still search for meaning that connects you
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I still believe in bonds,
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maybe even towards those I should fight
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This planet that was born isn't just lovely.
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There's a tomorrow that can't be put right
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