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The End Of A Dark Campaign

I've been hit, oh my god, oh my god

The ground burst and cold soaks my shirt, send word

The claret river forms at my bootsWith a flash and rain of dirt

I've been met for the hundredth time, call the medic

This wounds meant to cripple, run

The red crest on his head and a choice off his lipsHe sat never once phased, while I'm open and spilling

Is this the end? Am I a sheep for the slaughter?

Am I just a sheep for the slaughter? Oh, no

Oh death, must you reap one more?Medic, I've been hit, oh my god, oh my god

The ground burst and cold, send word

The claret river forms and pools over my headAnd for a moment I'm submerged in the lake

And a sparks birth could not be heard

All night the thunder of war raged

And it finally seemed as if I had met the eyeWith fights more lost than won

I walk away with one trophy

A thousand scars on my own chest

Only to realize nowhere else was I hit

But then with Your grip gloved by mercyI was wrenched back to the storm

Lay dead or charge the line

Another patch won't do

Cut it from my chest and begin this run

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