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No Alternative
Posted By: Ronald M. Perez<Fallen9631@cs.com>
Date: 22 November 2004, 12:55 AM


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Throughout the cities there is war;
So close to the end
The battles have drawn so many dead;
But we have survived all their campaigns
Our rifles run empty, so we rush into melee
All our racisms have vanished;
Our comrades are now our brothers

The families we left behind, it is for them we fight
Toddlers who cry every day at midnight, it is for them we fight
The children playing in the park, it is for them we fight
We cannot turn back;
No longer do we have a past
History begins on this battlefield;
On the blood of those who died before us
Warriors without the luxury of surrender, only death do they accept

This is the last great war;
For everyone we charge in screaming, the rifles roaring
No other alternative;
Until our blood runs dry we fight to preserve our legacy
We will leave a mark on the universe, or they will kill us all





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