I joined the March and let the jingoism take over, And when the commanders bled his breath out; The forerunners all inclined to my habitat, I lead from behind to be at the anvil and reach here; Preaching, Seizing, growing…
I sought after life and let them bury the death, The battle cry can be heard from the sky; This is to welcome the lords to join my squad, And lead me to victory; Today life needs revival and death seeks for survival, Bleeding, Pleading, vanishing…
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