Laying on the field at night
See the shells exploding bright
it is cold, the snow is falling -- falling on the ground.
The stench of rot is in the air,
the blood it spills everywhere.
I feel the pain of lingering death is coming to us all.
We are the soldiers of the dark,
our oath is never give up
We crusade against the daylight,
fight against the sun.
We are hunting all of them,
the antagonists of pain.
We're the secret enemies of
all of you who are standing here.
You can see the battleground
where the lost souls all are found,
the corpses laying on the basement -- blood is everywhere.
What am I do? Isn't it wrong?
Two-faced thoughts are all along.
But I zone out, now it is time to retrogress explosively...
We are the soldiers of the dark
our oath is never give up
We crusade against the daylight,
fight against the sun.
We are hunting all of them,
the antagonists of pain.
We're the secret enemies of
all of you who are standing here.

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