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In the stillness of the morning

I hear the weakened cries

Of those who march as dead souls

To bring more pain and strife

They seem to be the victors

But they only know defeat

As they march against the Mighty King

Who’s called the Prince of Peace

Stand all you children

Be not frightened by their cries

Don’t let your souls be touched

By the madness in their eyes

Across the field of battle

You will see the darkened eyes

Of him who is called Satan

The father of all lies

The devil has been wounded

And in torment he will be

For though he mends his body

His soul can find no peace

Stand all you children

Be not frightened by his cries

Don’t let your souls be touched

By the madness in his eyes

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