Too evil;
Too gentle.
Breed again and give them what they need.
Your perfect
Third child.
They know what I must be.
Last hellish hope for Man's salvation.
The winner takes it all.
Tin soldier, made from fear and shame.
Tin soldier, shaped by lies and pain.
I'm a tin soldier, weapon more than child.
A gun to point whichev
er way they choose.
They've nothing left to lose.
Teach hardness,
Teach horror,
Teach children how to hate in fun.
What's worth this?
Don't worry—I'll know before they're done.
How many children's lives were wasted?
How many lies were told (for a)
Tin soldier, made from fear and shame.
Tin soldier, shaped by lies and pain.
I'm a tin soldier, weapon more than child.
A gun to point whichever way they choose.
They've nothing left to lose.
Don't bother
Explaining.
I never want to hear it all.
Just tell me
I mattered
Somewhere beneath it all.
Or was I just a cold equation?
All part of the big game (for a)
Tin soldier, made from fear and shame.
Tin soldier, shaped by lies and pain.
I'm a tin soldier, weapon more than child.
A gun to point whichever way they choose.
They've nothing left to lose.

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