Here he is, the infantry,
he's ready to go,
He's put on his armor and he's off.
He's cast his gaze,
he's covered his visor.
There's a battle ahead,
he's seen the way,
He hid himself through the air,
through the woods.
I was driving slowly,
thinking about something important
But at the end,
at the table, I saw the victim in the distance
And I pointed the spear at her
Go ahead, brave,
long march,
a mad battle awaits you
And you crave for your victory in it
Go ahead, brave,
long march,
a mad battle awaits you
And you crave for your victory in it
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