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x- Dire Straits -x
We are fools to make war
Now the sun's gone to hell
Thru these fields of destruction
Baptisms of fire
And the moon's riding high
I've witnessed your suffering
As the battle raged high
On our brothers in arms
Let me bid you farewell
And tho they did hurt me so bad
In the fear and alarm
Every man has to die
You did not desert me
My brothers in arms
