This Cruel Thing

All words need to be sung; nobodies ever had this word

in a song before, as a matter of fact every word needs

to be sung. Every word their all important.

Weak inside and lonely,

when this cruel thing is over,

hopes and fears how they end

when this cruel thing is over, when this cruel thing is over.

Often dreams I see you,

on the battle plain, sadly breath and fallen

when this cruel thing is over

when this cruel things over.

In the mid end of battle,

nobly you should fall, I whisper words in your honor

when this cruel thing is over,

when this cruel thing is over,

When this cruel thing is over

when this cruel thing is over

when this cruel thing is over

when this cruel thing is over

when this cruel thing is over

when this cruel thing is over

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