Soldiers dismembered by splinters of grenades
Countries and cultures destroyed by the envy
Of religious with power between their hands
Fighting between them for a piece of land

Deceived young men they travel
Blind to the battlefield
They are moved mercilessly as pieces of chess
They give themselves account of his luck
When they feel fear
To being face-to-face with the death

The end of the war is like always
Violated women, amputated members
They without scratches
Guarded in their temples
Waiting and planning their blow

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