Beat

Don’t fight the fire, just let it go
There’s no point in building a building to throw
There’s no point in winning a war to lose
Death is all that we can choose
Because when you go marching to a soldiers beat
You must close your eyes and feel the heat
And feel the march of a new dawn
I thought I was a leader instead of a pawn
Of the Satan wrath and tap
But he took something I can’t get back
To hovel and to scrounge my life
I did it once, I won’t do it twice.

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