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morality truth justice
the sword fighters call on strength of arm the gunners on the eye sight
the Ninja has his theft the soldier his mighty weapons and his sights
but on the battle field stands a boy with a cross made all of wood he carved
he never sold it but he wore it to the fight
the sword fighters fell wounded to the ground no one of them surround the army of the field has mown them down the gunners all alone stand ready at the edge of battle all are grown like weeds into the ground
The Ninja lost his fight he stole against the light
the soldier rained destruction on the enemy in sight
but the boy won the battle and the war he waved the flag and held the cross and when they came they called his Name name name
morality truth justice
the sword fighters call on strength of arm the gunners on the eye sight
the Ninja has his theft the soldier his mighty weapons and his sights
but on the battle field stands a boy with a cross made all of wood he carved
he never sold it but he wore it to the fight
the sword fighters fell wounded to the ground no one of them surround the army of the field has mown them down the gunners all alone stand ready at the edge of battle all are grown like weeds into the ground
The Ninja lost his fight he stole against the light
the soldier rained destruction on the enemy in sight
but the boy won the battle and the war he waved the flag and held the cross and when they came they called his Name name name
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