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metals clash on the war scene,
with helmets hiding faces mean,
growls of anger heard across the plain,
screaming voices calling in pain,
blood sprays across the eyes,
settling in heat it quickly dries,
bursts of hatred of years past,
explosions of fire in each blast,
chemicals kill without a fight,
governments approve after a fright,
where is the honor in death,
if we are never to see our enemies last breath.