Citizen soldier
Please, at ease
Are you ready to die today?
We're looking for recruits
Need more reinforcement
Any lackey's okay
Here's a gun,
Congratulations
You're an artilleryman
You're not a casualty
Just collateral damage
And part of a bigger plan
Some say scapegoat
Others fresh fish
We all know peasants will die
You're just a foot soldier
Pleased for your service
I'm sure your mother will cry
Tell your best friend
He'll, too, be expendable
Any civilian will do
Fellow combatants
Must die with honor
And should be thrilled to
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