Battlefield Songtext

A fallen Nation of angels.
An army of shadows to blame.
A struggle for survival and ore materials to claim,
Ancient poems,
Claims life,
We justify our actions
A book, Marks decisions,
For how to live our lifes.

This is my war
This is my battle-field.
Where fire crossing water,
Like stone through glass.
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