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Bombarding its cavalry, across the river they sleep

Bayonets running through the line, cutting the men in half, divide

Muskets fire with powder, weak willed men desert and cower

Hark, the sound of thunder, waning the general’s plunder

Leading the charge

Running them through

Soldiers death be true

Cannons fire as civil conflict, bridles drenched blood crude

In this battle the screaming war, cries that hear no truce

Charge on horseback breaks through the line, grey and blue Death’s truce

Hark the sound of thunder, waning the general’s plunder

Leading the charge

Running them through

Soldiers death be true

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