I know
You love your country
like your friend
Oneday they will sell
your country.
Still you will live
with your great freedom
Oneday they will send you
to afganistan and iraq.
I know
You will sleep there quiet
inside a grave
as an unknown soldier
Yes, you can die there
as a free soldier.
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